sunken square

The man started to go downstairs, confirming that it wasn't Chen Yuechi's auditory hallucination just now.

Really Guan Rong.

Chen Yuechi forgot what he wanted to say, opened his mouth halfway, and kept watching Guan Rong get down from the escalator.

Guan Rong stood behind the counter, seeing his amused look, he couldn't help raising his hand.The back of his hand was about to touch Chen Yue's chin, and he stopped suddenly and retracted quickly.

"What?" He asked, "Don't you know?"

Chen Yuechi was silent for a while, and asked, "Is this your shop?"

Guan Rong nodded.

Chen Yuechi wanted to laugh but didn't laugh: "I pass by here often, but I haven't seen you before."

"I'm seldom in the store." Guan Rong buried his head in searching among the miscellaneous piles of paper. "The books are mainly hung on the second-hand book website, and they are all sent by mail when they are sold."

"Oh..." Chen Yuechi said.

Guan Rong looked up: "What?"

"It's very convenient to use a computer now." Chen Yuechi was still a little dazed.

He couldn't express how he felt, it was strange.It's obviously not that he hasn't seen Guan Rong for a long time, but he feels like reuniting after a long absence, as if someone just made a joke. The joke is actually harmless, but it makes him a little concerned.

He said: "I was in a convenience store before. Sometimes when I saw the opposite side, I would think, I don't know who opened the bookstore. It seems that it won't be open for long." He said with a smile, and added: "Sorry, I didn't curse you It won't last long."

Guan Rong also smiled, and finally found a notebook: "Come on, write it down. Then interview."

Chen Yuezhi was unwilling to neglect him, so he immediately took the pen and filled in his personal information according to the column above.Guan Rong watched from the side, and suddenly said, "Your handwriting is very good."

"It's okay." Chen Yuechi smiled shyly, "Do you want to wait for other applicants?"

Guan Rong replied naturally: "There are no other applicants."

Chen Yuechi: "Huh?"

Guan Rong: "Ah."

The two of them sat down across the counter, which really meant an interview.Guan Rong put his legs on the table, while Chen Yuechi sat upright.

Guan Rong asked, "What's your opinion on the book?"

Chen Yuechi blurted out: "Books are the ladder of human progress?"

Guan Rong just laughed, Chen Yue scratched his head and said: "There is a golden house in the book, and there is Yan Ruyu in the book."

"Do you want the golden house or Yan Ruyu?" Guan Rong asked again.

Chen Yuechi didn't think much about it: "I don't even want it."

Guan Rong raised his eyebrows: "Then what does the Golden House and Yan Ruyu have to do with you?"

"It doesn't matter." Chen Yuechi was very honest. After speaking, he looked at Guan Rong for a long time, and let out a sigh of relief, "I just regarded you as a teacher, like answering exam questions. I actually think that books are just books."

Guan Rong made a gesture of invitation, and Chen Yuechi said: "Books are books, people are people, books are written by people, but books do not belong to people."

"Reading should be a purposeless thing, is that what you mean?" Guan Rong looked at him with great interest.

Chen Yuezhi frowned, and hesitated for a while: "I don't know how to say it. If books have ideas, I don't think they want to be regarded as any kind of medicine. If books are spiritual sustenance, there is no need for sustenance. The so-called spirit exists. I find it strange that spirit and sustenance are put together. The spirit should be independent. Some people feel empty without reading books. In fact, it may be because they are empty, not because they don’t have books. Even if they have The same is true for books. Books create illusions at this time."

"But illusions are also necessary. People are living life, there is always something hanging... Sorry, I mean looking forward to it. From a human point of view, looking for expectations in books is better than looking for them in sex or money. Better."

"No, we can't compare. As long as you don't do bad things, people who seek comfort in other places are not inferior to those who seek comfort in books. This is a personal choice, but this choice is watched by others..."

Guan Rong didn't speak all the time, Chen Yuechi suddenly realized that he was talking to himself, and hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, Mr. Guan, I'm talking nonsense, I don't read much, I'm stupid in my mind and mouth, I can say whatever comes to mind gone."

"You look down on yourself too much." Guan Rong said, "I've never heard you talk so much, I almost thought you were a machine that only spoke honorifics, and you were a little dumb when you became a human. Do you always think so much? "

Chen Yuezhi's ears turned red: "I'm talking nonsense. I don't usually think about these things."

The two sat quietly opposite each other.Chen Yuechi was a little flustered at first, but the more he sat down, the more at ease he felt.The early winter light shone in obliquely, and he even felt a little sleepy.

In the slight drowsiness, all emotions become slow, only the unspeakable ironing feeling is fermenting.He saw dust flying in the beam of light, just like when he was a child in the tile-roofed courtyard house, he saw the light shining through the lighting tiles above his head.

He suddenly didn't understand why he wanted to draw a clear line with Guan Rong in the past. It's other people's misunderstanding, why should he affect himself.And it also affected Guan Rong.

Although Guan Rong didn't care about most people, nor himself, at this moment, Chen Yue was certain that his attitude had influenced him.

In the end, Guan Rong broke the silence: "Come to work tomorrow."

Chen Yuechi sat up straight slowly, and said, "Thank you, Teacher Guan. Thank you for coming to see me, and thank you for your porridge. I've finished it all, it's delicious."

"Let's discuss it." Guan Rong said.

Chen Yue nodded.Guan Rong said: "Don't call me that. I thought I was going to celebrate my [-]th birthday when you came and went. If you have time in the evening, come over here. I will teach you a little about the shop and I will count it as overtime for you."

"Don't!" Chen Yuechi waved his hands in shock, "Why did you work overtime before going to work? You...do you have money and no place to spend it?"

Guan Rong raised the corner of his mouth: "Okay, let's do your work."

"This sentence sounds like a curse." Chen Yue stood up with a smile, and Guan Rong immediately raised his palm: "No bow!"

Chen Yuechi started to exert strength from his waist, but he stopped abruptly when he heard this sentence.Guan Rong had nothing to say, and frowned: "You kid...you are addicted to bowing? Who taught you how to be polite and put yourself so low?"

"Then I'm leaving, Teacher Guan." Chen Yuechi said.

Guan Rong nodded: "Help me bring..."

"Handmade bread." Chen Yue accepted his words with a smile.

Chen Yuechi has never been in such a happy mood since arriving at the Sunken Square.He walked out with a smile, and saw a figure flash past as soon as he stepped out the door.

He recognized it, it was Guan Rong's suitor who followed him last time.

Even so, his good mood continued to ferment.He also looked for a job before, but he had never felt such a strong joy now. He felt that he had a connection with someone, at least at this moment, he was willing to accept this connection.

Chen Yuechi thought it over, and told his sister the news as soon as possible when he went back.After a while, I walked to the door of the cake shop, but saw my sister crying behind the counter alone.