Qu Chengyu was an outstanding mixed-major student in Chinese language and literature, but was tragically diverted after graduation.
Despite the pressure from his parents to get married and the irritation of his student loan, he applied online for a high-paying job as a guardian.
The interview was a success, the collector didn't even show his face, just handed him the key and passed.
The next day at work, the museum was closed during the day! ? ?
The mysterious collector sent a message and he will be guarding the library at night
At night, facing a severed hand that was broken into pieces but still trying to put itself back together and smashing the glass, an old sword that still stood up to poke people's butt cracks in its old age, and a pair of reading glasses disguised as sunglasses and climbed onto his head, Qu Chengyu felt for the first time that his figure 8 was harder than a stone.
I pulled down my reading glasses in an attempt to blur my vision, and the fragments that were lumped together formed a handsome mosaic portrait in the glasses.
Time is the dust that covers life,
But he came back with a new lease of life.
I no longer know how to treat him,
All I know is that the old friend is no longer there.
I can't tell you the passionate past,
I had to let the tears flow at night.
If there is always a voice that echoes in time,
Then I hope Huangsha won't hide them.
The past has allowed me to travel through thousands of mountains and rivers again,
The memories picked up are like candies stuffed into the palm of the hand.
We don't say that the dust covering old things is dirty;
Warn future generations that it is a soup made of regrets.
Keeper and undertaker
After so many years of summer and winter, I still have your photo
Intention: If it hurts to recall the past, I want to hang up my fate and beat him
