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Because it is his own store, there is no need to pay rent, and Yan Minglang does not expect me to make money from this bookstore at all.In his words, it doesn't matter how much you earn, just treat this place as your own library.

Because of the good location, it didn't take too long from the crowds at the beginning to the overcrowding.

I put a sign on the counter saying "The owner's Chinese is not good, please try to talk in English". Sure enough, almost everyone communicated with me in English.

Most of the people who come to the store are students from T University.Although it is the summer vacation, there are still many students who stay in the university for various reasons. The school library is open for a short time during the holiday. Many people come here to read and buy books, and they also choose to talk here. For work or relaxation, Yan Minglang also helped me set up vending machines and fully automatic coffee and milk tea machines in the store, and the daily income is quite considerable.

It's just that I can only operate from eight o'clock to noon for the time being, and from five o'clock to eight o'clock after class in the afternoon, and Yan Minglang will come around to pick me up at night.

The biggest expectation every day is the moment when he comes to the store to pick me up.That kind of plain care gives people an illusion of being deeply loved. Even though I know it's an illusion, I can't help being moved.

After a long time, even though Yan Minglang and I parted ways due to various conflicts and misunderstandings, I still cannot forget this warm and sweet time.

The business of the bookstore gradually got on the right track, and Paul and Davis often came to the store to read books. Later, Davis simply set up camp in my store.He is going to take the postgraduate entrance examination next year. He spends too much time at home so he can’t learn. The atmosphere of the bookstore and the library is almost the same, so he always comes to my place to use the air conditioner. Gradually, the store will be open when I have classes. , he will take care of the shop for me.

At the end of August, a large number of students returned to school. Although the school library has been opened normally, many students who are used to the atmosphere here will still patronize, and will bring many new customers.

Of course, I inevitably met Chen Jin a few times. Davis asked him out a few times, and occasionally he would come by himself, but he never talked to me. He just bought a cup of coffee from the coffee machine in the store and watched it for a while Book.

Davis is always next to me using the computer in my store, so he sometimes stands at the counter and chats with Davis.

On that day, as usual, Chen Jin chatted with Davis as soon as he arrived at the store.I couldn't understand the Chinese they spoke, and I didn't intend to listen to it. I just kept my head buried in the book.

"Boss, help us check out."

A few books were on the counter, I smiled and looked up: "Okay, wait a minute...ah, is that you?"

There were three girls standing in front of the counter, and one of them was actually the girl who kindly took me to find Chen Jin that time.I saw her at the school celebration last time, but unfortunately she didn't see me, so I was quite happy to see her again.

Her eyes flickered for a moment, as if she didn't recognize me, she turned her head slightly.

"Don't you know me?" I asked with some regret.

For a moment I noticed her panic, but I didn't think much about it, I still said enthusiastically: "That time your school had a basketball game, I just went to find..." Realizing that Chen Jin was standing next to her, I paused After a while, he continued, "Go to Chen Jin, you took me there, remember?"

Her face turned pale, but I was scanning the barcode with my head down, so I didn't pay attention, and said to myself: "Later, I asked you to help me return the money to him..."

She glanced at Chen Jin quickly, and suddenly said loudly: "You have mistaken the person!"

I looked up at her in surprise.

In the quiet bookstore, the sound was so abrupt that many people cast curious eyes.Her friend was also surprised, and Davis and Chen Jin beside her also turned their heads.

My eyes flicked over her pale face, and her overly plain clothes compared to a young girl who loves beauty, thinking of Chen Jin's mocking of me, I suddenly understood something.

I looked at her carefully for a moment, and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, I really misidentified the girl after a closer look. The outline of that girl is a bit like yours. I'm really sorry."

Her friend smiled and said, "If you admit the wrong person, you will admit the wrong person. The boss is not malicious." She turned to me and said, "She is not in a good mood recently, and she angered the boss. Don't be angry with her."

I put the book in the bag: "It's just a small matter, the total is 139 yuan, thank you for your patronage."

The girl's lips trembled, her cheeks regained a little color, she lowered her eyes and whispered, "I'm sorry."

I smiled slightly.

The three girls laughed and left, I lowered my head and continued to read my book.

When Chen Jin, who was standing on the side, walked past me, I heard him say "I'm sorry" very softly.

I didn't look up.

When I came to open the shop the next morning, I accidentally saw the girl from yesterday.She stood at the door with a nervous face, the corners of her clothes were wrinkled, and she didn't know how many times she had been wrung by her fingers.

I nodded to her, walked over and opened the store door.

She followed me into the store with her head down, and after I walked around the counter and sat on a chair, she finally worked up the courage to come over.

"I'm sorry!" Her eyes were red, and big tears fell from her eyes, "I...I..." She choked up and couldn't speak a complete sentence.

I panicked: "Don't cry..."

She wiped her tears, raised her eyes and looked at me: "I didn't give that money... that money to Chen Jin, I... I... I was going to give it to him, but my father was broken on the construction site leg, I..."

"Okay, okay, I get it, don't cry," I sighed, took the paper from the paper box and handed it to her, walked around the counter and pulled her to sit down.

She was still crying, and I knew how guilty she felt, so I had no choice but to say: "Someone will come soon, don't cry."

She covered her mouth in panic, and finally stopped crying after a while.

I patted her on the shoulder lightly: "I know, you are a very good girl. Everyone made fun of me that day, but you didn't. It's okay. Anyone can do wrong things. If you have the courage to come to me, just very good already."

"I will pay you back that money."

I nodded and didn't refuse.A small person also has the self-esteem of a small person. I know that since she came to me, she would not accept my charity.Even if she did something wrong in a moment of confusion, she cannot deny her whole being because of one wrong thing.I can understand her feelings, after all, I have also experienced the despair of family changes.

"Don't worry, pay me back later when you work." I said.

She looked at me blankly, blushed slightly, lowered her head and said, "Thank you."

Her name is Zhou Zhou, from the Department of Business Administration of T University. She is a junior student after school starts, and she is the same age as me.

After that day, she started working part-time in my shop. Although she said she would pay me back the money while she was working part-time, I still insisted on letting her work later. 1 yuan is not a small amount for an ordinary family, not to mention that her family still has burdens, and I am not short of this 1 yuan.

When Chen Jin came again, I gave him an envelope with money in it.Although I can ask Davis to help me return him, I am afraid that Davis will know about Zhou Zhou because of this.Fortunately, he held it in his hand, glanced at me, and accepted it without saying anything.

In the ordinary days, time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it entered the breezy autumn of September, and the traditional festival of country Z, the Mid-Autumn Festival, also arrived.

In fact, I didn’t know about this festival at first. I was surrounded by young college students, and they didn’t seem to pay much attention to it. It was my Chinese teacher who introduced it to us during class, and I didn’t know there was such an important traditional festival. .

This is my first traditional festival in country Z, so I am very much looking forward to it.

August NO.15 of the lunar calendar is coming soon in my anticipation.That day was Friday, Yan Minglang left home at seven o'clock as usual, and I also went out afterward.

Because of the festival, there were no classes at school, and the store was filled with people one after another. When it was almost noon, Zhou Zhou ran over and explained with regret: "I thought the store was not open today, but I heard from my roommate that it is still open." , and ran over."

Usually she would come to the bookstore when she had no classes, but today I wondered why she didn't come.

I said, "Many shops nearby seem to be closed."

"Today is a statutory holiday, everyone is on vacation."

"...Are you on vacation..." I was taken aback.That's right, the students are all on vacation, so there's no reason why others shouldn't.

Yan Minglang went out in the morning, didn't he go to work?

It closed early at five o'clock, and I went to the supermarket.

The Chinese teacher said that moon cakes are eaten during the Mid-Autumn Festival. I bought a box of moon cakes, a box of chocolates, a few cans of drinks, a bag of hot pot bottoms, and a lot of ingredients.

It was already seven o'clock when I got home, so I called Yan Minglang and wanted him to go home without going to the store to pick me up.

After the call was connected, he spoke before me.

"Shaw, I'm not going back tonight."

"……What's wrong?"

"I'm in the old house."

"Ah." I replied dumbly.

What did he say again, but I didn't listen, and put down the phone blankly, my eyes fell on the ingredients on the cooking table.

I have never met Yan Minglang's parents. I almost forgot that he is different from me. He has a family.

Isn't the Mid-Autumn Festival a day for family reunion with parents and relatives?

I stood in a daze for a while, something was constantly churning in my chest, I took a deep breath, suppressed the discomfort, and stuffed all the things I bought into the refrigerator, not even in the mood to classify, and walked away resentfully Into the bedroom and climbed onto the bed.

He didn't take a bath, didn't brush his teeth, and lay sloppily on the soft bed, trying to make himself fall asleep early, without moving or thinking, and it didn't seem so sad.

Go to bed early and wake up early.I didn't want to stay in this empty house, so I ran to the store and opened the door at dawn.

A lot of college students who were partying all night passed by, and when they saw the store was open, they walked in in groups to have a cup of coffee and take a break.

They were all chatting about what they ate and played yesterday. The usually quiet bookstore was rarely lively because of the aftertaste of the festival, but I couldn't get into it.

Someone asked me with a smile: "What big meal did the boss have yesterday?"

I forced a smile and changed the subject vaguely.

At around eight o'clock, my cell phone rang. I took a look and it was Yan Minglang.

After a moment of hesitation, I picked up the phone.

"you are not at home?"

I poked at the potted succulents on the table and said softly, "I'm in the shop."

He was silent for a while, then said, "I'm coming to find you."

I raised the corners of my mouth coldly: "No need, you can rest, on a day like yesterday, you should play until late, right?"

"Shaw, are you making a fuss?" His tone was a little harsh, but also a little helpless, "This is a holiday in country Z."

I smile wryly.Even though I'm not from country Z, haven't you ever thought that I'm also your family member?

I closed my eyes tiredly: "I'm sorry, I'm very busy now, let's do this first."

I hung up the phone directly, lying on the table, not wanting to move.

I don't deny that I did it on purpose.But if I don't say something, I'm sick as hell.Even though I know that after saying such words, there will probably be another cold war with an unknown duration, but I can't control my mouth.