My Lady Fairy

In July 2015, it was a summer with bright sunshine and hot weather, which could melt the cold ice into warm springs.

The continuous shade of trees in Jiangnan Water Town brings a touch of coolness to the world, and also makes the happy cicadas sing more vigorously. The wild flowers by the river are in full bloom, like a red auspicious cloud. Looking at this posture, it is to compete with the sun in the sky!

In the distance, through the steaming Baiqing Road, a white bike slowly drove over.

It was a beautiful girl like a fairy. Her pleated beige dress set off her quiet and elegant face like a cloud. Looking at her calm and indifferent expression, it was like a pure white lotus that did not belong to this world, and was out of tune with the external disturbance.

"Zhi Ya" made a crisp sound, accompanied by the girl's "Hey" a painful hum. When she braked, her foot plate exerted too much force, and the old bike suddenly fell off the chain. The front of her calf wiped on the wheel. Under the gray stain, there was a red piece, no broken skin, but it was very painful!

Duanxueqing gently bit her lower lip. She stretched out her hand and touched the wound. Her clear eyes couldn't help blinking. However, she gently patted the dust around, stood up straight, pushed the old bike, which had become clanging because of the chain falling, and walked to the shop in front.

The bike was just leaning against the wall at the door of the shop. She skillfully pulled up the shutter door of the photo studio, and then took out the key to open the door.

After the rolling shutter door was pulled up, the summer sunshine spread in and ran away with the shadow and coolness. This photo studio, which had been closed for a night, ushered in a new day again.

After Duan Xueqing went in, she pulled the glass door up, almost like in her own home, pressed the remote control of the air conditioner, and then picked up a big feather duster to gently brush the dust on the counter and the photos on the wall.

In fact, when she cleaned every day, she could hardly see any dust, but she insisted on doing so.

The photo studio still maintains its original appearance. Even after more than two years, the original photos are still hanging on the wall. Maybe it's because the owner took care of it carefully. The photo didn't turn yellow and old, just like all the furnishings in the house, it still had a little smell of the old owner.

Duanxueqing slowly, as devout as the pilgrimage monks in Tibet, stayed in front of each picture for a long time. She is not only cleaning the dust, but also staring at each photo with her heart. It seems that behind this photo, there is a story she will never finish reading. It seems that in each mirror frame, there is a reflection of the image that she knows how to miss now!

It took more than half a morning to clean inside and outside. Duan Xueqing just fetched clean water from the bathroom behind and gently wiped the bicycle wheels on her legs.

Among them, the water stimulated the wound that had already broken capillaries. Duan Xueqing endured it silently, and even didn't make a sound of inhaling cold breath.

Do a good job of sanitation, Duan Xueqing came to the safe behind and took out the cell phone that was placed there alone. In the past two years, this old mobile phone has become obsolete. Both its appearance and configuration have been abandoned by the times. However, Duan Xueqing still keeps it here.

Just because, in this mobile phone, there is still a previous mobile phone card - she hasn't been willing to pay in arrears and shut down, and there is also a late text message she received when she retrieved her mobile phone two years ago

The lit screen quietly displayed his last words: "Xiao Qing, sorry". Finally, there is not even a punctuation mark

Over the past two years, tears have dried up, and she no longer let herself feel sad and happy, but the calmness of her eyes still made the air diffuse a touch of sadness.

The mobile phone still has electricity. Duan Xueqing carefully turned it off and carefully put it back in the safe again, just like collecting a valuable rare treasure.

She was reading quietly on the sofa in the store, and didn't leave even at noon. Lunch is a bento. I only heated it in the microwave behind. After eating, I took care of it carefully and didn't want to leave a little trace of oil.

The family also knew her habits. Only at noon, her brother called to say hello.

Today, as usual, I sat quietly reading and waited until the sunset before I packed up and went home. However, an "unexpected guest" unexpectedly broke her calm in the afternoon.

The glass door was pushed open, which also led to the wind bell on the door. This beautiful bell, which has been heard countless times, awakened duanxueqing from the book.

Duanxueqing was a little confused. She looked at the comer and blinked.

In came a big boy with a baby face. Of course, his skin was a little too dark, which destroyed this delicate face that can be described by this year's catchphrase "little fresh meat".

"Excuse me, boss? Hello, are you the boss?" Seeing duanxueqing, black meat was also a little shy. He scratched his head and asked sheepishly.

Duanxueqing's eyes immediately became cold after this confusion. She raised her hand, pointed to the notice board hanging outside the glass door, and said, "it's not business!"

After all these years, she still hasn't changed. If she can be brief, she won't say one more word!

The black fresh meat quickly nodded and said, "yes, yes! I know, I see!"

"But I'm here to apply!" Black fresh meat was afraid of Duan Xueqing and immediately ordered him to leave, saying quickly.

"No recruitment!" Duanxueqing still said faintly, between words, there is no concealment of the meaning of refusing people thousands of miles away and leaving well.

The black fresh meat opened his mouth in disappointment. He bowed a little bitterly and said, "sorry to disturb!"

Just as he opened the glass door to leave, black fresh meat suddenly bit his teeth, closed the door, turned his head back, and the wind chime on the door once again made duanxueqing, who had already bowed his head, move his eyes to him.

"Boss, please give me a chance!" The black fresh meat bowed apologetically and quickly introduced himself, "my name is Jing Yinan, not far and near, but respectful, south of the border. However, because my skin is tanned, my friends call me Xiaohei!"

This cold joke didn't dare to wait for Duan Xueqing's reaction, and Jing Yinan continued: "I just graduated from Jiangnan University this year, and I have been particularly fond of photography since childhood, hoping to become a professional photographer!"

Duan Xueqing frowned slightly. She never had a good impression on the people who were tangled up.

"I heard, boss, your store has never hired a photographer, so I want to try!" Jing Yinan also saw Duan Xueqing's reaction, but he still summoned up his courage and said, "although I have never taken wedding photos, I have always liked to shoot beautiful things, and I think wedding photos are the most beautiful moments in a woman's life. As photographers, we must do the best composition and take pictures of the most beautiful moments for them!"

Duanxueqing was stunned. How can this passage be heard so familiar? It seems that he, at the other end of time and space, once said similar words gently in front of her!

However, similar, after all, is only similar!

Duanxueqing shook her head and said, "sorry." Although brief, she can still express her firm reply.

Jing Yinan was very depressed. He bowed again. Although he was lost, he said politely, "I'm sorry to disturb you. I'm really sorry."

He opened the door like a fugitive to leave, and Duan Xueqing also sighed faintly, lowered her head and continued to read.

For a long time, suddenly the wind bell rang again. Duan Xueqing looked up and saw a head drilled in by Jing Yinan.

He looked at her with some fear and said timidly, "sorry to disturb you again! I just saw your bike chain fall off, I'll help you install it and tell you!"

Duanxueqing was stunned. The big boy who was still so dark and distinctive in the blazing sun was dull. Although the hospitality was a little unexpected to her, it was also too obvious.

How can you find a job like this? Stupid

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