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"Black Cat Bookstore..."

Song Qingshuang looked up at the signboard of the bookstore, hesitating for a while.

After returning from Lin's house last night, he was so excited that he didn't fall asleep all night. He contacted several private detective companies overnight and checked the Black Cat Bookstore to the bottom.

The old owner of this bookstore is Zhou Guihua, 65 years old, widowed and bereaved. She is no longer in charge of business. The bookstore is run by a pair of brothers and sisters from the countryside. The elder brother is Song Ran and the younger sister is Wu Xiaoyun. Except for this old shop In addition, they opened a branch not long ago, and there are currently two stores.

And it was four years ago that the pair of brothers and sisters appeared in Jiangcheng.

Therefore, after the eldest brother fell into the sea that year, he was probably rescued by fishermen from a small fishing village, and then the eldest brother brought the little girl from the fishing village to Jiangcheng.According to a private detective, the eldest brother and the little girl are usually called brother and sister. One sleeps in the attic and the other downstairs. There should be no ambiguity.

The only problem now is that the eldest brother doesn't remember the past, only remembers that his name is Song Ran.

When he was by the lake last night, he discovered that his elder brother lost his memory. At that time, he almost subconsciously didn't recognize him. When he went back and thought about it carefully, it was actually just his own selfishness.

Between him and his elder brother, there is the tragic car accident that year, the old events that parents and elders have been entangled in, and the deep brotherhood of more than ten years... If we recognize each other, the elder brother will think of the past... With all kinds of things, the two of them will fall into the vicious circle of the previous life again, and it is impossible to develop into that kind of relationship, the kind of relationship he really wants.

Not just brothers, but a relationship in which they can stay together, kiss, and caress for a lifetime, a relationship in which the elder brother can rely on him, pity him, tolerate him, and even be willing to tremble under him.

If the elder brother loses his memory and throws away everything in the past, and the two really start again, maybe he really has a glimmer of hope and can get everything he wants.

It's just that this seems a bit despicable, and it's too unfair to the elder brother.

Song Qingshuang looked at the signboard of "Black Cat Bookstore", and his mind was churning. At this moment, he suddenly heard a low-pitched and pleasant voice of surprise: "Hey, Mr. Song? Are you really here?"

Song Qingshuang was slightly shocked, and suddenly came back to his senses.

At some point, the person who worried him was already standing at the door of the bookstore, looking at him in surprise: "Mr. Song, you said you were going to come to the bookstore yesterday, and I thought you just said that...uh , don’t stand outside, come in and have a cup of tea.”

"En." Song Qingshuang lowered her eyes and said calmly.

Song Ran looked at his pretended reserved look, couldn't help but slightly raised the corners of his lips, feeling very amused in his heart.

The major shareholder of the Song Group looks arrogant and indifferent, and his appearance and grooming also give people the feeling of a high-altitude flower, but he is actually very shy, sweating when shaking hands, and easily blush, but he still has to pretend to be reserved and arrogant The way it looks is simply extremely interesting.

He was secretly amused, but he didn't show any expression on his face, he just greeted enthusiastically: "It's better to come early than to come at a good time. I happened to make a pot of the best Biluochun, Mr. Song, come and taste it."

The two walked into the backyard of the bookstore. The vines on the shelf in the backyard had grown very luxuriantly. The green leaves made a soft "rustling" sound in the wind. Stone tables and wicker chairs were placed under the grape shelf. It spills down through the gaps in the shelf, warm and comfortable.

Song Ran said, "Mr. Song, sit down."

"En." Song Qingshuang sat awkwardly on the wicker chair, her body still tensed.

"Meow~" A little white cat suddenly jumped onto the stone table and grinned at Song Qingshuang, which startled Song Qingshuang.

"This is a guest! Go down, go down!" Song Ran chased Xiao Bai away, poured a cup of hot Biluochun and handed it to Song Qingshuang, "Mr. Song, you came just in time. I have a very vulgar taste. I usually only like to drink pearl milk tea. Yes, but recently my mother-in-law talked about it a lot, so I tried to change the cup of milk tea in the afternoon to Biluochun."

Although Song Qingshuang had investigated it, she still pretended not to know: "Mother-in-law? Is it your grandma?"

Song Ran explained: "It's not grandma. Granny Zhou is the old owner of this bookstore. She likes health care very much and hates me eating those junk foods. She went to the flower market with Xiaoyun today, and I was the only one left in the bookstore. But it doesn't matter, anyway, today is a working day, and there are no customers."

"Oh, that's it." Song Qingshuang nodded, and lightly took a sip of Biluochun.

This Biluochun can be regarded as clear in the mouth and full of aroma, but of course it is not as good as the top quality tea that Song Qingshuang usually drinks, but sitting under the grape shelf, basking in the warm autumn sun, drinking the Biluochun brewed by the elder brother himself, watching The big brother's smiling face... This feeling is so good.

Song Qingshuang closed his eyes, and his chest felt warm. After so many years, he finally had a feeling of being truly alive, as if his whole body had been soaked in warm water. Regret and pain, all in the gentle smile of the person in front of him, gradually dissipated.

If I keep hiding it, I can find a reason to invest in the bookstore, come here often to drink tea and chat with my eldest brother, and according to what I know about my eldest brother, I can do what I like, maybe slowly... I can get my wish.

It's just that there is still a big problem - Lin, Fei and Yu.

Song Ran narrowed his eyes and asked in doubt, "Mr. Song?"

Song Qingshuang came back to his senses, and said blankly: "Ah?"

Song Ran laughed and said, "Why are you distracted? I just asked you what kind of books you want to read, and I can recommend a few."

"...Uh, I want to read some books related to World War II recently, do you have any good recommendations?" Song Qingshuang made nonsense.

"World War II, then "Memoirs of the Second World War". It was written by Churchill. I personally think it is very good."

The two chatted about the book list for a while, and a few groups of customers came on the way. Song Qingshuang pretended to be casual and asked: "Your bookstore is doing very well. I heard that you want to become a chain bookstore?"

Song Ran smiled and said, "Xiaoyun is young and ambitious. She wants to make the bookstore a chain model. Recently, she is seeking investment everywhere to find a shop, so we will go to the charity investment dinner. As for me, just keep Forget about reading books, drinking tea, and playing with cats in this old shop, and not going to have sex with their young people.”

"Oh, so you were accompanying her to the dinner party." Song Qingshuang paused, and finally asked the question he was most worried about, "Did you meet...Lin Feiyu yesterday at the Lin residence?"

"You're talking about Mr. Lin." When it comes to Lin Feiyu, Song Ran feels a little complicated, "I met him at Song's Commercial Plaza before, and I feel that he is not easy to get close to. He was drunk last night. Yes, I took care of him a little bit, but he's quite... Well, how should I put it, he's quite approachable when he's drunk."

"He's drunk, and you still take care of him?" Song Qingshuang's heart suddenly rang out.

"Yeah." Song Ran recalled Lin Feiyu's drunken appearance, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips. After being drunk, this President Lin is not only approachable, but also like a cat, clingy and confused, and deflated The mouth is coquettish, with a pitiful and cute look.

Speaking of which, that fat big black cat is also quite cute...

Looking at Song Ran's downcast eyes and recalling expression, and the slightly raised corners of her lips, Song Qingshuang just felt her heart sinking. It turned out that the elder brother had already met Lin Feiyu, and last night he took care of the drunk Lin Feiyu!

He secretly clenched his fists, trying to calm down his sour mood, it's nothing, anyway, the elder brother lost his memory, Lin Feiyu became blind again, the two met each other, so they just missed it so abruptly, this is clearly God Give yourself a chance.

However, Lin Feiyu is a man of great depth and carefulness. If he finds out something, let him know that his eldest brother is still alive, and even lost his memory. With Lin Feiyu's power and viciousness, I can't even imagine what he would do to his elder brother.

Even if I tried my best to protect my elder brother, but my elder brother lost his memory, he forgot about Lin Feiyu's plan to take away the Song Group, and he didn't know about the shitty things Lin Feiyu did on the boat. Think of this scary venomous snake as an innocent little white rabbit and get swallowed alive by this venomous snake.

And the most effective way to prevent it is to help the eldest brother recover his memory, but if this is the case, he himself... Song Qingshuang pursed her lips, she didn't know what to do.

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Song Ran reminded him: "Mr. Song, the tea is cold."

"Oh, oh." Song Qingshuang quickly took a sip of the cool tea, and tentatively said, "Drunk people are not easy to take care of, and that Boss Lin is particularly difficult to serve. He has changed seven or eight secretaries over the years. Thanks to you for taking care of him."

"Fortunately, I made him a glass of milk, and he fell asleep soon." Song Ran said perfunctorily, with some doubts in his heart. This little Song always went around, what exactly did he want to ask?

"Milk?" Song Qingshuang frowned, feeling a little uneasy.

That damned Lin Feiyu used to like to put on a pitiful look, pestering his elder brother to make milk for him, and he had to go back and check quietly to see if Lin Feiyu was suspicious of that cup of milk, if he didn't , that would be the best, I can coax my elder brother to change the city, and then start again.

If Lin Feiyu becomes suspicious...

Luojiang District, Jiangcheng City, a suburban villa.

"Mr. Zhang, these imported oranges are so sweet, let's eat a piece." Xu Mei tenderly leaned against a ferocious and obese middle-aged man, with a flattering smile on her delicate face, but her heart was pounding.

That day Zhang Hai sent him to seduce Lin Feiyu, but he came back disheveled. At that time, Zhang Hai got angry and kicked him twice. In recent days, with the debt collection of several major banks and investment institutions, Phone calls, divestment calls, and even court summons, Zhang Hai's temper became more and more irritable. When he was in bed these two days, he was tossing him to death.

"Mr. Zhang, let's eat another piece." Xu Mei muttered to himself while feeding the oranges, or else he would just take the money and run away, but Zhang Hai is a well-known local snake in Jiangcheng, with a deep underworld background, and the means of punishing traitors It's extremely cruel. If you want to run away but don't run away, you might sink yourself into the sea.

Xu Mei shivered, gave up the idea of ​​running away, and fed a piece of orange to Zhang Hai's mouth: "Come on, Mr. Zhang~"

Zhang Hai ignored him, his ferocious and fat face like a Shar Pei was gloomy, as if he was thinking about something.

At this time, a little boy with yellow hair came in.

He was obviously also very afraid of Zhang Hai, and whispered: "Boss, that Lin Feiyu hasn't been to the Song Group for the past few days, and we can't bribe those people under him. We only bribed a gardener. Find someone, and that person made Lin Feiyu a glass of milk."

Zhang Hai said viciously: "What bullshit milk? Who the hell is it? Can you fucking explain it clearly?!"

The little brother tremblingly said: "We can't find out who it is. It seems that during the charity dinner that day, Lin Feiyu was drunk, and then someone made him a glass of milk to hangover. He is now looking for this person."

Zhang Hai frowned, and looked at the little star beside him: "You were there that day, do you know what's going on?"

Xu Mei rolled his eyes: "I remembered. When I went to Lin Feiyu's room that day, there was an empty cup on the bedside table. It seemed that milk had indeed been filled. Lin Feiyu also asked me if someone had entered his room. Maybe he lost it. Something, looking for that thief."

"A thief, and make milk for him?" Zhang Hai narrowed his eyes thoughtfully, "Then did you see anyone?"

Xu Mei curled his lips: "I saw a man in a beige suit, in his 20s and 30s, with an average body and face, at most he is handsome."

"Baby, I heard your sour tone, and the 'body and face are all average' in your mouth, I guess it is coquettish and beautiful." Zhang Hai narrowed his small soybean-like eyes and said thoughtfully , "A coquettish and beautiful beauty who also makes milk for Lin Feiyu... In my opinion, what Lin Feiyu is looking for is not a thief, but his sweetheart."

Xu Mei asked suspiciously, "What sweetheart?"

Zhang Hai didn't answer, but looked coldly at the dark night outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and suddenly sneered: "He robbed my land, and then slandered me behind my back, causing me to break the capital chain, and even the two remaining in my hand. The real estate has become unfinished... who does he think I am Zhang Hai?! Even if my mother goes to jail, I will drag Lin Feiyu to be buried with him!"

He touched his greasy chin, twisted his smile and said, "As for this darling, of course it's the best bait."