Nearly two months after the noisy Spring Festival, the weather has gradually warmed up, and the sun's radiance is no longer painless. Through the classical and simple window lattice and door frame, people have a confused feeling of passing through.
Few people come to Xiling Seal Engravers' Club. I sit at the window with a book in my arms and do nothing all day long. People are becoming more and more lazy.
I don't know why recently, a feeling of heartache is becoming more and more obvious, gradually eating the heart and bones!
It seems that something has happened, but it seems that the most important thing in this life has been lost
But it is puzzling that ordinary little people like me, with a lot of lazy faces and lazy eyes, have lost something important?
"Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo"
I didn't have to turn my head to see Wang Meng. The landlord had enough games and fell asleep bored!
I don't know whether my boss is too talkative or too lazy to care about him. He can even snort and drool all over the table when I am in town. He is also a big man in Hangzhou!
Thinking that I have been tortured by a dream every night recently and can't sleep well, I can't help but throw the "Caigen Tan" in the backhand
"Who? Who dares to act wildly in our Xiling Seal Engravers Society?"
Wang Meng "shouts" to get up from behind the counter, his head in his hands, his eyes red and blurred, his mouth two flares, he roars around looking for the culprit
When I saw my lazy eyes, I immediately stood up straight with my hands hanging down like a schoolboy who had done something wrong. I wonder where the little leopard that had just roared was?
I turned my head and felt my face secretly. It was strange. Am I so terrible?
Wang Meng is the only guy in my shop. He said that he has been in my Indian club since he graduated from college as an intern!
He said that it was the ribbon cutting ceremony that my uncle sent me to the Indian press, and I appointed him as my buddy. My boss and his buddy went to work on the same day!
He said that he has worked here for ten years!
He said that my favorite thing in the past ten years was to read books, drink tea, bask in the sun and listen to the rain in the Indian society. When I was lucky enough to have a guest, I would tell the story of my treasure picked up in the hands of the salesman!
But he also said that most of these stories were made up by me, because he had heard many versions, he could not remember and did not know which one to tell customers
He said that I told him to tell people what they want to say when they see people, and to tell ghost stories when they see ghosts, but to sell things, or else deduct one month's salary.
He also said that I have a bad memory. He almost never sold, and I never deducted his salary
Wang Meng said that I have a big gang, but not in Hangzhou, but in Changsha.
He said that I just took a holiday in Hangzhou, and just regarded the resort as the base camp.
Wang Meng said that my big gang was called Ancient Tomb Sect! I really want to ask if I am the Little Dragon Girl guarding the tomb? It's a pity I haven't had one!
Wang Meng blinked and said, "Boss, you are not a tomb keeper, you are a tomb robber!"
I was angry and vomited blood!
"Xiaomengzi, you want to deduct your salary again, don't you? You are the tomb robber. All your family are tomb robbers! I am a three good young college student born in the new era and raised under the red flag. I have a car, a house and a waiter. Do I need to go to the tomb robber?"
"......" Wang Meng blinked and listened innocently.
"Go and clean up, clean all the cabinets, all the printed books, and all the books and periodicals, and then mop the floor twice!"
Wang Meng went to work in tears!
"Come back! First make me a cup of Yuqian Longjing, which was sent to me yesterday! Don't let the mice spoil such a good thing~~"
Wang Meng blinked back his tears and said, "Boss, didn't you have to be sent to the Second Master when I sent you yesterday? Boss, your memory is getting worse and worse!"
I suddenly felt heartbroken. Tears would flow down if I could not control them. It was not like this, it should not be like this!
I must have lost something important to become like this! I want to find it! I must find it!
I stood up and walked out. When I stepped out of the threshold, I heard Wang Meng crying behind me: "Boss, where are you going? Don't run around! It's over. I'm dead. I said the wrong thing again. I'm dead. Ow!"
I know that Wang Meng told me so much, but there must be more that I can't tell, for example, the scar of the sword at my left chest heart, how can an idle person who listens to the wind and sees the rain have this!
Many things Wang Meng can't tell me must be related to the dream I have every night!
Perhaps, that book is not a dream, but an obsession left by me after I lost my memory!
Who is the figure that always appears in the dream?
Why are you covered with scars and blood?
Why do I always wake up with heartache when he wants to turn around?
Why do I know he is saying "goodbye" to me in the silent dream?
never see again!
