After a hard day's work, Song Yating walked into the bookstore along the way as a habit.
She is a college student studying in Yanjing. During the summer vacation, she will stay in Yanjing to work to earn some living expenses. She worked in a photo studio near the school, which was a good work-study program.
There were three college students in the studio, who were her classmates and members of the school photography club.
The money from her part-time job plus state subsidies for college students are enough for her to live well in Yanjing.
And at the end of every month, if she has enough money left in her hand, she will buy an interesting novel from a nearby bookstore as a reward for her hard work this month. Reading is also a good thing for her. pastime.
Students of this era all love literature, and Song Yating is no exception.
She has no particular preferences and is open to interesting novels.
A month ago, she was influenced by the hit "The Conspiracy" and suddenly fell in love with spy suspense novels. She frantically searched for similar novels in the bookstore, and there was indeed a copy of it, but the content was like a kindergarten reading.
As usual, the bookstore is filled with the fragrance of ink, and books are stacked neatly on the shelves, waiting for book lovers to visit.
She often came to this bookstore. In its earliest days, it was just a small bookstall. Now that the boss has money to rent a store, it’s incredible to think about it.
Song Yating was thinking while scanning the works on the bookshelf.
To be honest, literary works of this era were not cheap, that is to say, workers' wages were quite high, otherwise they would not be able to afford novels that cost just a few cents.
Just considering the lack of entertainment activities in this era, a book is a good spiritual comfort for the literate group, and it is understandable that the sales of literary works are rising.
For example, Song Yating studied very hard and had to work and study. When there were no other expenses, buying books was really a good choice.
"Huh?"
Song Yating's eyes lit up and she noticed that a new work quietly appeared on the recommendation shelf of the bookstore. She didn't know when. It was a book with a cover that looked like it was covered with a layer of white snow, and the title of the book only had two simple words - "Love Letter".
Song Yating was absent-minded for a while, and her heart was throbbing. She unexpectedly picked up this novel, which made people feel shy just by looking at the title, and started flipping through it with her heart beating fast.
"Ah, did the male protagonist die at the beginning of the story? Isn't this a love novel?" Seeing such a rare beginning, Song Yating's interest was aroused, and she became addicted to the world of the novel without knowing it.
"How are you? I'm fine!" Song Yating read out unconsciously when she saw this.
"I'm not good."
A deep male voice suddenly sounded in her ears, which startled Song Yating.
She quickly turned around and saw that it was the owner of the bookstore.
Just when she breathed a sigh of relief, she heard the bookstore owner say with a sad face: "Classmate Song, my small store is a small profit shop. If you don't buy it after reading it, I will drink the northwest wind."
Song Yating is a regular customer of this store and is very familiar with the boss, but being familiar with her and being a free prostitute is not something that an active college student like her can accept.
Thinking of this, she blushed and quickly put down the book in her hand, "I'm sorry, Uncle Li, this novel is so exciting that I accidentally fell in love with it..."
Then she hurriedly took out her wallet and asked, "How much does this novel cost?"
Seeing that the customer was about to pay, the bookstore owner said nothing. Instead, he smiled and said, "This book is newly released, and it only costs 93 cents."
"Ninety-three cents is a bit expensive!" Song Yating frowned slightly, but the subject of this novel was novel and the story was fascinating. After reading it, she looked forward to the follow-up plot, so she took out a dollar from her wallet, "Then...I'll just buy one."
"Thank you for your patronage." The bookstore owner asked casually while making change, "Is this youth literature good? I have never sold novels of this type before. If Xinhua Bookstore hadn't been promoting this novel, I wouldn't want to buy it. "
As soon as she mentioned this novel, Song Yating immediately got excited, "Well, it's very beautiful and the subject matter is novel. It will definitely be a masterpiece!"
After saying a few polite words, she took the change and walked out of the bookstore quickly.
Ever since she bought the book, her heart felt like a cat scratching her, itching so badly that she wanted to find a place to stop and read the rest of the "Love Letter" immediately.
In the studio the next day, Song Yating looked at the pedestrians passing by in the sunshine outside the window, looking absent-minded.
"The curtains in the studio are also white curtains."
Her classmate and good friend Li Xinyue came over during lunch break and asked with concern: "Yating, why do you always lose your mind when working in the morning? Is there something wrong with your body?"
"No...I was thinking...about the content in the novel." Song Yating lowered her head shyly.
"Is it a foreign classic novel or a novel by a major domestic writer?" Li Xinyue knew that Song Yating read miscellaneous books and thought she was obsessed with a certain novel again.
"This is a new work by a domestic writer. How can I put it...the subject matter is really novel..."
It happened that at this time, a boy who was also her classmate from the photography club walked in from the door.
Oh, that's not all. The two of them have been in the same school since middle school and are in the same class. They can be called childhood sweethearts.
As for the boy’s name, it’s Gao Wenfeng.
Gao Wenfeng is not the tall and rough type. Wearing glasses, he looks gentle and elegant.
Especially the accidental eye contact between the two touched Song Yating's heart like a deer.
Gao Wenfeng seemed to feel something and looked at Song Yating with some confusion, "Yating, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"Ah?! This...that..."
Song Yating, who had always been carefree in front of Gao Wenfeng, was suddenly speechless at this time. The scene just now was combined with the plot in "Love Letter". She was obviously an old classmate who was very familiar with her, and suddenly she felt that Gao Wenfeng seemed to have become a little bit more... It’s different.
Thinking about it carefully, Gao Wenfeng is indeed fair and handsome, gentle and tall...
Song Yating bit her lower lip, her eyes gradually blurred.
It's time to say something at this time, otherwise it will cause misunderstanding. .
Song Yating kept encouraging herself in her heart, trying to force herself to say something to get over this awkward atmosphere, but she unknowingly said something even stranger:
"Ah, um... Wenfeng, can you pick up the book on the table..."
"Okay, is it this book?" Although Gao Wenfeng felt a little weird, he still obediently picked up the book on Song Yating's desk, "Is that so?"
At this time, there was a breeze passing through the window.
The white gauze curtain and the boy reading a book...Song Yating lost her mind again...
"It's really similar..."
Li Xinyue, who had been observing for a long time, turned her mouth into a pout, and asked softly: "Yating, what do you look like?"
"It's like...like the scene in the book."
"what book?"
""love letter"."
