Floating Perfume Shop

Xiao Chongyun remembered the river very clearly.

On the way from Grasse to Nice Côte d'Azur Airport, you must cross a river without a name.The banks of the river are lined with towering fir and oak trees, and the bridge across the river is in disrepair, and vehicles usually slow down when they get on the bridge.At that time, he was enjoying the scenery with a cold face, and the driver dared not drive faster.

"I have always liked the scenery on the bridge in front, the reflection of the forest is beautiful," Xiao Chongyun said, "Maybe this is the last time I saw it."

In this way, Ferrari climbed onto the bridge at an extremely slow speed.

The road here is never crowded, except for the security car following behind, there is only this Ferrari on the bridge.Opportunities are always fleeting and fleeting, so Xiao Chongyunjue must seize them.He put his hand on the buckle of the seat belt, leaned out to look outside, and asked the driver: "Who is the person on the left in the security car behind?"

The Ferrari drove out first, and the security car followed, so the driver didn't know who was sitting in the car behind him.To answer that question, he should at least take a look in the rearview mirror.

Xiao Chongyun's heart beat like a drum, he was waiting for this moment.

However, the driver did not look back: "Second Young Master, his surname is Liu, and he is Mr. Zhang's personal bodyguard. He has always been by Mr. Zhang's side, so you feel unfamiliar. This time Mr. Zhang asked Xiao Liu to protect you."

The seat should have been arranged in advance, Xiao Chongyun was a little disappointed.The car was about to reach the highest point of the bridge, he pretended to lean against the car door unintentionally, and said, "I want to have a word with Xiao Liu."

The driver was a little embarrassed: "Second Young Master..."

"Aren't you here to protect me?" Xiao Chongyun said coldly, "Why, you can't even say a word?"

The man made an assessment between offending Xiao Chongyun and the risk of calling, hesitated for a moment, reached out and pressed the call button on the walkie-talkie.Noisy radio waves sounded, and he said, "Xiao Liu, Second Young Master wants to talk to you—Second Young Master? Second Young Master!"

Ferrari slammed to a stop, and Xiao Chongyun jumped out at the moment he was distracted!

On the hard stone bridge deck, no matter how slow the Ferrari drives, an untrained person would still have to break one or two ribs if he jumped off like this.Xiao Chongyun rolled on the ground twice, his face turned pale on the spot, and his whole body curled up, not knowing where he was hurt.The driver pushed open the car door and rushed out, yelling at the second young master to stay still, but Xiao Chongyun grabbed the railing next to him and struggled to get up.

The railing was very low, reaching only to the person's waist, Xiao Chongyun leaned on it, and smiled at the bodyguards who were rushing.

Then, as if he couldn't stand upright, he leaned back and fell straight down.

There was a muffled sound on the water.

Xiao Chongyun vaguely heard the security guards jumping down after him, but he couldn't control it anymore.At that time, my consciousness was filled with the desire to survive, and I didn't know whether it was more painful when my body touched the hard ground when I jumped off the car, or it was more painful when my whole body was slapped on the water.Fortunately, he was still conscious and not in a coma.

He likes the scenery of this river. A long time ago, he invited his classmates to fish here. Later, he found that the current was too fast and not suitable for fishing.At that time, they found an old dam built by otters with dead branches in a hidden place behind the bridge, and took photos as a souvenir.The otters were long gone, but the dam remained, enclosing a small patch of still water in the midst of the rapids.

This is why he chose this river.

The current was too fast, and in a blink of an eye, people were lost.Xiao Chongyun grabbed a piece of driftwood, and relying on his tiny memory, he swam towards the dam with all his might.He hit several ledges and rocks, and finally got stuck between dead branches made by animals.

There was a lot of voices in the distance.

A police car appears to have arrived, and divers appear to have been hired.The bodyguard who jumped down with him just now probably couldn't find anyone, so he called the police, and probably also called Zhang Wenshan.Xiao Chongyun didn't know what Zhang Wenshan's expression would be when he heard that he jumped off the car, and he looked forward to it.This man always thought he could control his own life, and he really wanted to see reality hit him in the face.

Of course Xiao Chongyun couldn't see it.

As long as he wanted to live, it was best not to see that face again, not to see it for the rest of his life.

After so many years, the path I walked while fishing is still there.Xiao Chongyun dragged his heavy body forward, bypassing the road where the police cars roared, and changed into dry clothes at the grocery store with the money given by his junior.He stood by a rusted bus stop for 10 minutes, boarded a country coach, and traveled all the way to Nice.

Xiao Chongyun has been wearing a good custom-made watch from an old European shop all the time. It was a gift from Zhang Wenshan, so he must wear it.He found an old watch shop, took the watch down, and exchanged it for cash.The watch was really good, and the cash he exchanged was enough for him to buy the nearest flight ticket that day, and fly directly to China.

Although Xiao Chongyun went to Kuala Lumpur with his mother when he was young, he has never changed his nationality. He has always been a Chinese citizen in his passport and returns to the mainland every year to collect news.

He went to Guangzhou first, found a small bar incognito, and served as a waiter for a while.Because once a customer's lighter caught fire and ignited the carpet, he stood in the store in a daze, watching the crowd running around, unable to tell whether it was an illusion or reality.The store manager pushed him and shouted: "Can't you smell such a choking smell of smoke?!"

Xiao Chongyun said after a while, "I can smell it."

The smell is always there and never goes away.

He resigned the next day and went to City C with the little money he had saved.It was the place where his mother lived as a girl, and he often heard it from his mother when he was a child.This city is deep inland, and there is a flat land among the mountains. The climate is warm and fertile, which he likes very much.Xiao Chongyun originally wanted to find a place where he could stay, no matter how humble the job was, one day he suddenly passed by a perfume shop that was about to be demolished.

It is said that it is an old store with a history of 30 to [-] years. It was originally opened by an old man. He passed away long ago and passed it on to someone else.This perfume shop is located on a street with a style, and its name is "perfume shop".It used to be a red-brick house with a yard, but the yard was demolished later, and the new owner redecorated the store, with glass doors and shelves, and it looks pretty good.

Not bad, Xiao Chongyun thought.

He stopped by and asked about the rent, which was unexpectedly quite high.

"Fengfeng Street," said the landlord aunt, "every piece of land is expensive, so don't think about it if you don't have money."

The landlord's aunt is actually very kind: "The rent will be reduced by half if you turn a corner in this street. If you really want to do business, young people, it's not bad to open a noodle restaurant over there."

Xiao Chongyun really likes this old shop, and he really doesn't know how to cook noodles.

He went looking for places to sell the tie clips he had worn with his suits in France.Xiao Chongyun has always carried that tie clip with him, and he has used it for many years. Although the style is not very good, it is indeed inlaid with a solid imperial green jadeite.He originally wanted to keep it on his body as a thought, but later he felt that such a thought with nightmare memories was not as good as a warm residence in reality, so he auctioned it anonymously.

Because the sale was in a hurry, the price was slightly lower, which was also considered a deposit.He rented the old shop, renovated the interior and exterior, repaired and repaired the rusted and outdated equipment and instruments left behind, and made do with it, then went to the next door university to find a calligraphy club student who studied brushes to write a sign .

A work-study classmate asked: "What's the name of your signboard?"

Xiao Chongyun thought that he was a person who had died once and came back to life. From now on, he would just drift by, and he didn't want to ask for anything, so he said: "Floating life."

The little classmate said: "Our club is doing activities, write two words and get three free. Boss, if you write two words and five words, the price is the same."

Xiao Chongyun did some calculations in his mind, and felt that it should not be wasted: "Then you can add three more words, Fusheng Perfume Shop."

He walked back with the written rice paper, asked a carpenter to make a sign, hung it on the door, and settled himself down like this.

In the past few years, Xiao Chongyun has heard many rumors.At first, Zhang Wenshan paid a high price for frogmen to go into the water, and hired people to search up and down the river. Later, he led people to block the river from front to back and drain the water.Of course it's impossible, and I almost got involved with the local French police.Later, an eminent monk was invited to perform a ritual. It seemed that he wanted to reassure the soul, but he invited a monk who had presided over the wedding of a celebrity.

Afterwards, the rumors subsided, probably because Zhang Wenshan found out about the grocery store where he bought clothes, or the inefficient French police turned around and found out his exit records.Xiao Chongyun is a free Chinese citizen studying in France, and he can naturally go where he wants to go if the economy allows.As long as Zhang Wenshan makes a little investigation along this line, he should understand that his entry record is in Guangzhou.Guangzhou is a city with developed economy, large population and convenient transportation.From there, Xiao Chongyun has the opportunity to go to any corner of China's vast land where he is willing to stay.

Zhang Wenshan completely lost control over him.

However, it is said that Zhang Wenshan still sent someone to help him get his graduation certificate, declaring that the second young master was in poor health and recuperating at home.Xiao Chongyun is very satisfied with the result, and he is willing to rest and recuperate for a lifetime in Zhang Wenshan's memory.

Xiao Chongyun guards this perfume shop whose monthly income is only enough for the rent, sells some of his own creations, looks at the girls in C city passing by, and hardly feels the passing of time.In winter he held a heater that didn't work very well, and in summer he turned on an old humming air conditioner, living a comfortable and comfortable life, and suddenly he understood what it meant to be young and never go to Sichuan.

No one cares who the owner of this store is, and no one has heard of Xiao Dongfang.The talented young man in Glass is dead, and now standing here is a boss with no ambitions.

After a while, Xiao Chongyun thought, maybe he should hire another clerk.

That way someone could collect money for him at the counter while he was watching a movie in the back room.

Xiao Chongyun went to the university next door and posted a few notices for part-time workers.As soon as the notice was posted, a boy came in that afternoon.The boy was tall, with a crew cut and an ordinary jacket. He came in with his flyer, and he only answered one or two words when asked, okay, no, um.

Xiao Chongyun went to put up the notice again the next day, and again on the third day, but no one else came.

On the fourth day, he walked to the school gate after posting, wanted to buy a glass of water, turned around and walked back, just in time to see the boy with the crew cut standing at the place where he posted the notice, tearing down the paper one by one.He carefully tore off every flyer posted by Xiao Chongyun, wiped off the traces of glue left on the wall, and made sure that he had ruled out the last potential competitor before turning around and leaving.

When Xiao Chongyun walked back to the store, the boy with a flat head was already waiting at the door, holding the latest list: "Boss Xiao, have you recruited yet?"

Xiao Chongyun was amazed: "How do you know my surname is Xiao?"

"The calligraphy club said," said the little boy, "my classmate wrote you a signboard."

The boy said again: "I like your perfume."

"I don't recruit people who like perfume," Xiao Chongyun looked down at his resume, "I recruit people who are short of money."

"I'm short of money."

"Eat or not, you have to live on the floor."

"can."

"Can you fix the heater?"

"meeting."

"Will you play LOL?"

"Can hit."

"I don't want to play this game, the broadband is slow, compete with me for internet speed."

"I won't fight."

"Then what game do you play?"

"Little bee, stand-alone version."

This answer is OK.

For some reason, Xiao Chongyun felt that the child standing in front of him, with bright eyebrows and eyes, low-key and forbearing, overlapped with a certain shadow in his memory.He searched carefully, but couldn't find that shadow's face, only a gust of wind was left, passing through the empty chest.

He eventually called and had the student, Zhang Song, come over.

How should I put it, he feels for no reason that there should be such a young junior who is worthy of his gentle treatment.There was such a promise, which was forgotten before it could be fulfilled; there was such a future, which dissipated within reach; there was such a poem about youth, which was burned before anyone recited it up.

Xiao Chongyun leaned on the bamboo chair, and asked the boy who came in to report with a white-washed canvas bag on his back, with a smile on his face: "Do you know what is the real subtle, profound, gentle fragrance that travels through time?" ?"

"If you work hard enough and your talent is not too bad, I can accompany you to see the scenery of 'Chinese Fragrance'."

He seems to have said similar things to others, but he can't remember it for a while.

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