One big and one small are practicing love

After returning from the backstreet, Liu Xiaochen went straight to the library.

I thought that I would have to make up for the time I lost in the morning in the afternoon.

In the afternoon, there were fewer people in the library and most of the seats were empty. The seat where Liu Xiaochen sat in the morning was unoccupied. She still sat down in that seat, took out her book, notebook, and pen from her canvas bag, followed the bookmarks to the position where she had read in the morning, and lowered her head to read.

After looking at it for a while, I heard a thick rustling sound like rain, and a few rays of sunlight were clearly dancing on the mottled old desk in front of me.

Is it raining? Liu Xiaochen couldn't help but raise his head and look out the window.

I saw a row of tall poplar trees outside the window, their thick leaves swaying left and right in the wind. The sunlight fell on the turning dark green leaves, shining with green light. The 'rustling' sound I heard just now was the sound of leaves blowing in the wind.

After staring blankly for a while, Liu Xiaochen yawned loudly and shed two lines of sleepy tears. Rub your eyes and take a sip of water. Wake up and keep watching.

Capitalists fear no profit and too little profit, just as nature fears a vacuum. Once there are appropriate profits, capitalists will become bolder. If there is 10% profit, he will be used everywhere; if there is 20% profit, he will be active; if there is 50% profit, he will take risks; for 100% profit, he will dare to trample all human laws; there are For 300% of the profit, he would dare to commit any crime and even risk hanging his head. It encourages unrest and strife if it brings profits, as evidenced by smuggling and the slave trade.

When Liu Xiaochen saw this passage, he was shocked and started copying it in his notebook. When copying, I couldn't help but think that the difference between 269 yuan and 1150 yuan was more than twice. This price difference, if it is really a profit. There must be lies, deception, and crime behind this.

Thinking of this, Liu Xiaochen immediately took out the unopened perfume from his bag.

When unpacking, I found the trademark on the white carton with blurred writing. Then he sprayed it on his sleeves, and there were two thin sounds of "Zizzi", which was particularly clear in the library. Three or five people heard the sound and looked over. The girl next to him sneezed loudly and rolled his eyes at Liu Xiaochen.

"I'm sorry!" Liu Xiaochen whispered quickly.

Taking a deep breath, he tilted his head and sniffed his sleeves, and immediately frowned, his nose acrid. I'm pretty sure it tastes different from Gu Liya's bottle.

Stuffed everything into the canvas bag, stood up, and walked quickly back to the dormitory.

The dormitory door is locked, take the key to open it. As soon as he entered the room, he went straight to Gu Liya's desk without putting down his bag. Picking up her Chanel No. [-], she took out her own bottle from the canvas bag.

Hold a bottle in each hand and compare. Regardless of whether you look at it at a glance or take a closer look, the difference is clear at a glance.

This bottle of Gu Liya. The liquid is slightly yellow. The body of the bottle is like crystal, with sharp cut edges, yet delicate and soft to the touch. The hose inside the bottle is integrated with the liquid and the bottle body, making it transparent and traceless. The bottom of the bottle is glowing with silver, with two horizontal and one arc and three glass lines, which are minimalist and extremely beautiful.

As for my bottle, the liquid is cold white. The lines on the bottle are blurred, and there are small bubbles and pits visible to the naked eye. The tube inside the bottle is milky white. The bottom of the bottle is like a can bottle, crude and thick.

As they were looking at each other, they suddenly heard the sound of the door and voices. Turning around, I saw they were back.

"Oh, it's so cold!" Gu Liya, wearing a thin champagne-colored gauze skirt, curled her neck and hugged herself.

As if he had done something wrong, Liu Xiaochen quickly put Gu Liya's bottle of Chanel back in its place, and said with a forced smile: "You are back."

"Well, Xiaochen!" Gu Liya smiled and asked, "What are you doing?"

"I think you seem to be touching Gu Liya's perfume." Liu Cuili suddenly said, pointing to the bottle in Liu Xiaochen's hand, and loudly said: "Xiaochen, you also have a bottle of Chanel No. [-]!"

"Me!" Liu Xiaochen was embarrassed for a moment and argued: "No, I didn't use Liya's perfume just now, I just took a look. This bottle of mine..." He was speechless.

"It's okay, Xiaochen, I told you, if you like, you can use the perfume on the table as you like." Gu Liya said casually, opened the curtains, and changed clothes.

Hao Qingqing also came back. She threw her schoolbag on the bed and went to the toilet without saying anything.

Liu Cuili came closer, took a closer look at the perfume in Liu Xiaochen's hand, and said, "Xiaochen, this bottle of yours is fake."

By this time, Liu Xiaochen had calmed down and said, "Well, I just compared the bottle with Liya's and found out that it was fake. I was about to go find the store."

"Where did you buy it? How much did it cost?" Liu Cuili asked.

"The boutique in the backstreet of the school costs 269 yuan." Liu Xiaochen answered truthfully.

Liu Cuili laughed twice and said: "How can you buy the real thing? If you want to buy the genuine product, you have to go to the Chanel counter in a large shopping mall to buy it. Chanel No. 50 fresh fragrance 1150ml, the national price is [-] yuan."

"I know." Liu Xiaochen whispered back, lowered his head and stuffed the bottle into the carton, but couldn't get it in, and suddenly there was a tearing sound, and the box cracked.

After changing her clothes, Gu Liya came over, wearing a bright red sweater with thick threads, which made her skin look fairer. She smiled and said: "Xiaochen, don't go, the store will definitely not refund you. It's okay, just use mine. I don’t really like No. [-] anyway, I prefer black opium.”

"Thank you, Liya." Liu Xiaochen smiled, threw the packaging box into the trash can, shook his head and said, "Retreat or not, I'm going to ask her why she lied, tell me it's true."

Saying that, he walked out quickly.

The sky turned gloomy at some point, and the cold wind blew, and it really seemed like it was going to rain.

Liu Xiaochen regretted not wearing a thick coat and didn't care so much. He quickened his pace and went to the small shop.

At around 5 o'clock in the afternoon, many students came here to eat and hang out.

Ten minutes later, Liu Xiaochen arrived at the boutique store. There were many people inside. In the crowd, I saw the waiter. She was standing high on the bench and staring at everyone seriously.

"Hello, can you come down? I have something to ask you." Liu Xiaochen raised his face and asked.

The waiter looked down at Liu Xiaochen and said, "What's the matter? I'm busy right now."

From the time I bought this bottle of perfume at noon to now, I haven't had a moment of peace of mind, I can't read the book, I wasted an entire afternoon, and I was laughed at. Thinking of this, Liu Xiaochen affirmed: "Come down and talk about important things."

The waiter looked around again, and then shouted at the top of his lungs: "Sister Fang, come and take a look for me."

Soon, a woman with blond hair came over.

"Beauty, what's important!"

Liu Xiaochen took out the bottle of perfume from his bag and said, "The bottle of Chanel No. [-] you sold me at noon is fake."

A customer looked at them, and the waiter hurriedly pulled Liu Xiaochen out of the door and said, "Don't talk nonsense and affect our business. We sell many bottles of this perfume a day, and no one has said it is fake."

"I've seen the real thing. It's completely different from yours. Yours is fake." Liu Xiaochen affirmed.

The waiter's face darkened and he said impatiently: "I don't care if it's true or not. I will introduce it as the boss tells me. All goods sold are non-returnable. You can go, I'm still busy."

Liu Xiaochen grabbed the waiter's arm and said, "How can you just lie to customers regardless of the truth? You must be honest and trustworthy in business."

The waiter pulled away Liu Xiaochen's hand in disgust and said angrily: "You are still a college student, don't you have any brains? You want to buy more than a thousand perfume for two hundred yuan, how is that possible?"

He pointed to a few bags hanging at the door of the store and said: "These LV and Gucci bags really cost tens of thousands, but we only sell them for one or two hundred. Anyone with any brains will know that they are fake. You college students , loves vanity, and pretends to be upright and pure."

"What did you say? I..." Liu Xiaochen choked and shed tears. At this time, the phone suddenly vibrated, and Gu Liya called.

Take two deep breaths and pick up. Gu Liya said anxiously: "Xiaochen, come back soon, two children are coming to the dormitory to look for you."