Lu Lin owned a bookstore at the age of twenty-two, the year he graduated from college.
But the bookstore business is sluggish.
Lu Lin thought about closing the bookstore and finding another job.
It's midsummer, the air conditioner is blowing hard, and the electricity meter is flashing fast.
She couldn't afford it.
Just when she was sweating and pounding lemons in the milk tea shop, the rented bookstore was returned.
The man didn't say a single unnecessary word. He only sent Lu Lin a sentence on WeChat——
"There's a ghost!"
Intention: Love life and never give up.
