-The female owner of the blind inn x the wandering storyteller
After losing his sight, Si Nian opened an inn.
It was inconvenient not to be able to see, so Si Nian found a little girl who looked like an oriole to be the waiter.
This girl chattered all day long and was very capable. She quickly helped the inn recruit a bookkeeper who was too thin to take care of himself, and a cook who always liked to quarrel with guests.
These people were noisy every day, but the inn just kept running.
On the first day of monthly payment, Si Nian took out a portrait and told them seriously that opening an inn was actually not important.
The important thing is that if any of them sees the man in the portrait, they must come and tell her.
Although the guys were full of suspicion and chased Si Nian for several days, Si Nian never told them who the person in the painting was.
Therefore, no one knew that the man in the painting was actually her husband.
It was she who went south alone, searching for her husband for many days without success, and who didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
One night, it was windy and snowy outside, and just as the inn was about to close, someone knocked on the door.
Si Nian was sitting by the window, holding a teacup, and heard the little girl angrily running over to open the door, but for some reason, there was suddenly no sound.
Then, a gentle and elegant voice suddenly sounded outside the door:
"May I ask, girl, do you still have any vacancies in your store?"
The tea cup in Si Nian's hand broke instantly.
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The man said that his name was Shu Shi and he was a storyteller.
Since he stayed, the inn's business has been booming.
Shu Shi had a great business acumen and came up with a lot of ways for them to make money. In addition, his books were very good, and the inn was packed every evening, and Si Nian also made a lot of money.
One night, the guys in the inn were drinking to celebrate, and everyone was completely drunk.
Si Nian also drank a lot. When she went upstairs in a daze, she almost tripped over the steps, but was supported by a hand that came out of nowhere and led her back to the room.
When she was lying on the bed, Si Nian was already lost in thought. Suddenly, a cold hand seemed to touch her eyes.
A familiar voice whispered in her ear, the voice was as cold as ever, with a bit of dullness and hoarseness, but it was her small words:
"Nian Nian..."
·Most likely it's a short story
·It may be, it can be sweet or cruel
Intention: Love is the most immovable thing in the world, and also the easiest thing to pass away.
