When Ye Tianxin and her grandmother walked into the bookshop, it felt as if they'd stepped into another world.
The four walls of the bookshop were lined with books. On the sofa in the center of the room, a qipao-clad woman was napping under a lamp.
She seemed to have been awoken by the sound of the wind chime, because she raised her head, a little startled, and looked toward the entrance of the bookshop. She noticed Ye Tianxin and her grandmother standing there.
"Can I help you?"
"Hello, Aunty Du. We were sent here by the proprietor of the Zhajiangmian noodle shop out front. May I ask if you'd let me and my grandmother stay here for the night…."
Even as she spoke, Ye Tianxin felt that she was being too presumptuous.
If she were on her own, she could have roughed it out anywhere for the night, but her grandmother wouldn't be able to bear it!
Her grandmother was too old to rough it out and camp out in the open with her.
