My name is He Xu, I was a photographer a long time ago.
Deep in the alley, I opened a bookstore.
There are eight words on the plaque of the bookstore:
What a bookstore,
I'm waiting for you.
Not only did it not wait for customers, it didn't wait for the people I wanted to see.
A deserted location and a boss who is not good at management,
Let it eventually perish in the fireworks of the world.
I am not willing to give in, I am determined to spend the rest of my life,
Wandering around the bustling city with this non-existent bookstore.
A photo records a journey,
A story warms a life.
Today, I am a storyteller.
It tells the unknown past stories of travelers wherever I go.
Maybe among these stories, you will always find the one that belongs to you,
----------Answers to joys and sorrows.
