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Fortunately, my sister entered the store intact at noon.

When Lei Ge left, Chen Yuechi could ask, "Sister, are you okay?"

The younger sister giggled, trying to confuse what happened last night: "Why do you ask such a question?"

Chen Yuechi thought for a while: "Maybe I shouldn't ask... But why did you go to the bar last night? That bar is not for girls."

The younger sister's face was a little pale, but she was still talking hard. The "villain" complained first: "Why can't girls go to the bar? Brother Yue, you are too masculine! We are all in the 21st century now!"

Chen Yuechi spoke slowly: "You should be clearer than me?" He spoke very gently, still doing things with his eyes downcast, not staring into her eyes, and giving her space to deal with her emotions.

Sure enough, my sister stopped talking after this sentence.After a long time, Chen Yuechi heard the sound of sniffling.He handed over the paper, but the younger sister just held it in her hand and said, "I told you last time, I have a classmate in elementary school..."

Chen Yuechi was taken aback: "You have a primary school classmate in there?"

"Yeah." My sister replied sullenly.

Chen Yue remained silent for a while: "Then the one who took you away yesterday?"

"No." The younger sister laughed and said, "His name is Xie Lin, he is our neighbor, and he grew up with us."

Chen Yuechi didn't know what to say for a while, remembering that she was borrowing money during this time, he asked: "Then what are you borrowing money for?"

The younger sister took a deep breath: "I want her to stop doing this."

After the silence, Chen Yuechi asked: "How much will it cost? Is she short of money? Will she be able to leave with the money?"

The younger sister shook her head, obviously not wanting to say any more.Chen Yue did not pursue the question in an understanding manner, but absent-mindedly stirred a glass of fruit juice, the spoon jingling against the wall of the glass.

Later, he pushed the cup in front of his sister: "I made it for you." Turning around, he took off his apron, took another cup of juice, and left the cake shop.

The door of the bookstore opened, but Guan Rong was not inside.Chen Yuechi heard a sound on the floor and knew he was on it.He couldn't tell why, but the fact that Guan Rong was in the store at this moment made him feel refreshed.

He put the juice on the counter and waited quietly for Guan Rong.After an unknown amount of time, Guan Rong poked his head at the door of the building: "Come up."

Chen Yuechi straightened up, and he said again: "Close the door."

"Ah?" Chen Yue was startled.

"It won't do anything to you." After Guan Rong finished speaking, he disappeared at the stairs.

"Oh."

Chen Yuechi closed the door of the bookstore, and the light in the store went dark.It's almost dusk.A ray of light came through the gap by the window, illuminating the flying dust, making the light stale.It was the second time Chen Yuechi saw such a scene, and he was stunned for a while.

"Come up." Guan Rong shouted.

Chen Yuechi took the glass of juice up the escalator, and was stunned when he went up.The space above the floor is more like a home than where Guan Rong lives.

In fact, the second floor is also very wide, but there are too many things, and there is a sense of compactness unique to small houses. This sense of compactness may be part of the sense of life.A large space is occupied by bookshelves. The bookshelves are not neatly arranged as downstairs, but are covered with three walls.The remaining wall has windows and faces the street.

The window sill is quite wide, with thick beige curtains.Beneath the window is a comfortable-looking daybed that you can sink into completely.Then there is a coffee table, and the area between the coffee table and the sofa is carpeted.A small triangular table, a small TV cabinet, the TV set on the small TV cabinet is very old, maybe it is still black and white.Next to it is a radio with an antenna.

The most striking thing is the right side of the window, where there is actually a piano.It also looks very old.

Chen Yuechi stood at the door of the building, a little afraid to step in.Guan Rong stepped on the wooden floor with bare feet, and looked back at him: "What are you doing?"

"I..." Chen Yuechi thought for a while, then simply took off his shoes and walked over.

Guan Rong laughed.Chen Yuechi was stunned.

He didn't understand why Guan Rong was smiling so happily.Guan Rong is always smiling, but it is rare to show such a genuine smile.The faded youthful vigor was hidden in the curvature of his mouth, occasionally making Chen Yue dazed, as if he had seen Guan Rong in his youth through the ages.

Guan Rong was oblivious to his thoughts, turned around, rolled up Xia Liang's quilt on the sofa bed, piled it in a corner, and signaled Chen Yue to sit down.Chen Yuezhi handed him the juice, "What are we going to do today?"

"Have you added sugar?" Guan Rong asked, taking it to observe the color of the juice.

Chen Yue shook his head: "It's pineapple and mango juice. The mango is already very sweet. The cup is newly bought, so you can drink it without worry."

Before he finished speaking, Guan Rong was already moving.There were no straws in the store, and Chen Yuechi didn't have time to buy them, so Guan Rong just opened the lid and drank directly.After putting down the cup, his lips were stained with water.

Chen Yuechi found that Guan Rong's lips were a little thin, especially the upper lip.He used to hear Zhou Dian say that people with thin lips are more indifferent, but thin lips look good on Guan Rong's face.It suits him very well.Chen Yue pointed to his mouth: "Teacher Guan, here."

Seeing this, Guan Rong licked his lips lightly. Chen Yuechi looked at him for a long time, then looked away, and asked, "Haven't you heard the sound of a piano in a convenience store before?"

"I'm seldom in the store. When I come, I just pack up my books and leave." Guan Rong shook the cup with a lot of interest.

"Yes, I still feel strange that the boss is always away, but the store is still closed." Chen Yuechi looked at his hand.

Guan Rongxiao still looked at the cup, as if mourning the juice he drank just now: "What a waste, making a glass of juice and buying a new cup. It's not worth it."

Facing Guan Rong, words are always faster than thoughts, Chen Yuechi said: "It will be worthwhile to do it for you often in the future."

The room suddenly became quiet.Chen Yuechi didn't want Guan Rong to feel that he acted like this because he was now his clerk. He wanted to make up for it, but the next sentence made him regret it even more: "If it's not sweet enough, I'll try adding some honey."

Without waiting for Guan Rong to answer, he added: "I did the same for my younger sister."

The lights in the room were not turned on, so we leaned against the light from the window.Guan Rong was against the light at this time, Chen Yuezhi couldn't see his face clearly, and didn't hear him speak, so he felt a little flustered.

Not long after, Guan Rong put down the cup and turned on the desk lamp: "Come to work."

"Okay." Chen Yue held Panasonic firmly.

The job Guan Rong said was completely different from what Chen Yuechi thought. He didn't teach him how to post information on the second-hand book website, nor how to communicate with sellers. Instead, he spread two books on the table and stuffed them Give him a pen and a notebook, and start teaching him about ancient book binding.

Chen Yuechi had never even heard of the term "ancient book binding" before, but now sitting next to Guan Rong, listening to words such as "scroll binding", "folding binding", "butterfly binding" and "thread binding", he felt strange .As he listened, he turned his head to look at Guan Rong. Guan Rong's expression was very calm, rare and serious.

After a while, Guan Rong tapped the pen on the table, without taking his eyes off the book, and said, "Read the book, don't look at me. The picture is not on my face."

Chen Yue was a little embarrassed, and then realized that he was distracted, so he quickly collected his mind and listened to him while taking notes in his notebook.

After speaking, Guan Rong stretched and stopped.Chen Yue looked at his notes against the pictures in the book, and the room fell into extreme silence.

"I'm hungry." Guan Rong propped his chin, and put an index finger against the clean cup, pushing it to shake, "Let's talk about it next time, next time I will teach you to identify the information in the ancient books."

"What do you want to eat?" he asked.

Chen Yuechi thought for a while: "I don't know."

Guan Rong: "How do you usually eat?"

Hearing this question, Chen Yuechi couldn't answer it all at once.But when he thought about it carefully, he didn't seem to feel short of food and clothing, but let him say that he really doesn't know what he usually eats.Guan Rong was determined to listen, and kept waiting for him to answer, but he finally had to say: "It seems like I just dealt with it casually."

After a while, Guan Rong sighed: "How can I be worthy of myself if I don't eat well?"

"Then what did Teacher Guan say to eat?" Chen Yuechi asked.

Guan Rong said, "I'm just like you, I deal with it casually."

Both of them laughed, and Guan Rong said: "Sometimes in the bar... I eat with the people in the bar, and when I'm attending classes outside or in the store, I just casually eat some bread, or cook some noodles or something."

Chen Yuechi heard the word bar, recalled what happened last night, and asked, "Mr. Guan, we ran into my sister outside last night. At that time, you knew what the bar was for?"

Hearing this question, Guan Rong suddenly stared at him with an inquiring gaze.