Chapter Thirty-Eight The handsome and handsome boy
Yes and no, this is a good reply. He Shiling smiled, leaving room for imagination.
Could it be that he sent Song Ci specifically to show her? He is such a kind person, but he seems to be such a kind person?!
"Where to go?" I heard him ask as I was about to reach the gate of Huxin Park.
Where to go? This is a bit of a question, two! Naturally, I have to buy a book. He Shiling glanced at Ke Mengnan, and then at the broken Song poems on paper in her left hand. Don't you need to buy it? "You gave me this book?"
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"It's true," Ke Mengnan stopped. Why was she laughing? There's no need to apologize. "It's a beautiful idea, but I have to compensate! I want exactly the same one."
"Okay." He Shiling responded, knowing that he was not such a kind-hearted person, "As long as you can find the exact same one."
"That's right," Ke Mengnan said with a smile, and asked again, "Where to go?"
"Lead the way." She didn't know where to buy the exact same Song poetry. If she had known, she wouldn't have gone to get his book. Besides, she wasn't familiar with this place. After all, she only came here occasionally.
.The most recent time was also a year ago.
"There is a bookstore not far ahead. Let's go take a look." Ke Mengnan smiled and said to He Shiling, "It must be exactly the same."
He Shiling remained silent. He had learned nothing about politics. As Marx said, everything is in motion. Are there two identical books on sale? How many people have read it? How many people have forgotten it? Are they also there?
Where did the story happen?
When we stopped in front of the bookstore, the rain was gradually getting heavier outside, and it was no longer as smokey and dreamlike as it was at first.
Entering the store, He Shiling straightened her slightly wet bangs on her forehead and found that the person behind her did not follow her?!
Turning around, she saw that the man was arranging his clothes with his back to her.
Only then did I realize that he was wearing a blue and white sweater, dark blue jeans, and white sneakers. Against the backdrop of the white rain curtain, his slender figure in blue and white looked a bit pleasing to the eye.
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"A handsome and beautiful young man, as bright as a jade tree in front of the wind." He Shiling whispered, and then she was shocked by her own words, what was she talking about.
I quickly took a look at the store and found that the bookshelves inside were neatly arranged and the space was spacious enough. A fat old man wearing glasses, like a Maitreya Buddha, was sitting at the large cashier table very seriously.
He was holding the book and reading it, as if he had not noticed their arrival.
She glanced at Ke Mengnan again and found that he was still arranging his clothes, so he walked over and took two steps, but stopped again.
There were traces of rain on his back, and there were drops of water dripping down in clusters on the brown woolen coat. His left arm was also wet, with a few drops of rain falling intermittently, and his hair was also wet.
There is no room for two people in one person's world. And yet, he used his clothes to protect her from the wind and rain?
"Thank you." He Shiling took out a tissue from her pocket, handed it over, and looked at him. Her clothes were wet. Do you still want to buy this book?
"You're welcome." Ke Mengnan smiled and smoothed her hair with her hands, hung her clothes on the rack beside the door of the store, took the tissue handed over by He Shiling, shook her hair, wiped the water on her face and hands, and found that,
She's staring at him!
Staring at him again! What are you looking at? This girl, isn't she planning to see him make a fool of herself again? He looked around and found that there was nothing unusual. Did he get caught in the rain? It shouldn't be, the clothes were all on
She's over there.
Could it be that you were moved because of the rain? It didn’t look like it, and there was no emotion in your eyes. It seemed that you were sizing it up, sizing it up.
"What are you looking at? Are you so handsome by me?" Ke Mengnan came over and whispered in her ear, then laughed and walked away, "Come on, let's go find a book."
Handsome? Thinking of the poem just now, He Shiling's face blushed slightly, and soon disappeared, and she laughed. The action of flipping his hair was indeed a bit handsome. This person is not only a bit handsome, but also a bit narcissistic.
Well, I still had some hindsight. I didn’t even know when my clothes were wet.
After taking a few steps, Ke Mengnan turned around and found that she was still standing there, so he turned back and patted her shoulder lightly, "What are you doing?"
"Your clothes are wet, do you want to deal with it?" He Shiling pointed to his arm, "And...".
"Buy the book first and let's go." Ke Mengnan smiled and twisted her sleeves with her hands. She finally discovered his existence and no longer cared about Song Ci.
Okay, He Shiling nodded, let's buy the book quickly first, then looked at the uncle wearing glasses, "Old man,..."
"On the second floor." Before He Shiling could finish her words, she was interrupted by Ke Mengnan, "This way, let's go."
"I want to ask, can you store this for a while?" He Shiling replied, giving the separated pages to Ke Mengnan, which was really smart, "Then you can handle it."
"Where are you going? Uncle Dong, I'll leave this book here for you first." Ke Mengnan put the dismantled pages on the counter and followed the boss before he even looked up from the book.
"Where's the book?" He Shiling looked at him and followed him around, but couldn't find the Song Dynasty poems bound in thread, let alone the exact same ones.
"I'm looking for it." Ke Mengnan also became confused. When he came yesterday afternoon, he found that it was clearly here, the second column, the third frame and the fourth frame. The thread-bound version of Song poetry, the thread-bound version of Tang poetry, the thread-bound version
Four great classics. Why are none of them missing?
"Are you sure you're on the second floor?" He Shiling looked at Ke Mengnan with some uncertainty, beginning to wonder where his initial certainty came from.
"Well, yesterday I..." Ke Mengnan smiled, "Yes. Yesterday, I heard from Xiaoyao that a new batch of thread-bound books had arrived here. Let's look for them again."
"Okay." Then let's look for it. He Shiling agreed and walked in the opposite direction, starting to look for the so-called "book he was sure was on the second floor."
After searching for half of the book, she still couldn't find it, but she had an extra book in her hand.
"What book?" Ke Mengnan took it. It was "2001 Mini Novels Bound Edition", "Do you want to read this too?"
"Yeah?" He evaded the important points and talked about it. She had learned it deeply. He Shiling took the book and asked, "Have you found the Song Dynasty poems?"
"No." Ke Mengnan smiled awkwardly. Where did the book go? He put his left hand in front of his nose to block the thought of sneezing. "I'll go downstairs and ask the boss. You can look for it again."
"Okay." He Shiling glanced at his watch and walked towards the area where he was just now. It was almost twelve o'clock.
At the entrance of the stairs, Ke Mengnan stopped and looked out the window. Through the rain and fog, he could not see the outside world clearly, but he could clearly hear the sound of rain hitting the eaves. It seemed that this rain would not stop for a while.
Stopped.
"Then wait for me to come back." Ke Mengnan turned around and warned her. After seeing her nod, she walked downstairs...