Seventeen Shades of Gray

She squatted in the alley and counted the broken pieces of the bowl. Seventeen slices. She counted seventeen years, and everything that was broken must count to seventeen. The balance is 187 yuan, and the court summons will be delivered within three days. The former best friend is enjoying the yacht and the sunset. At the age of thirty, her life was shattered like that bowl. The owner of the alley end noodle shop brought a bowl of noodles, clear soup, and 17 slices of green onion. He said she walked in, looked at the sign three times, touched the corner of the table, and counted five seconds before sitting down. He was counting her. His right hand was injured and he couldn't hold the knife steadily, but he could clearly remember her breathing and heartbeat. He said: When you were squatting in the alley picking up debris, I felt that you were a person who needed to be counted. His name is Xu Nanlai. Color blindness. Retired Scout. Three years ago, a woman left a wooden comb with broken teeth in his shop: "Tell the girl who can count to seventeen that her father was holding a color card when he was pushed down. There were four words written on the color card-Seventeen Shades of Grey." She started looking. Looking for seventeen dismantled color cards, looking for my mother who disappeared for thirty years, and looking for the invisible color that my father spent his whole life studying. She had no idea what Seventeen Shades of Gray looked like. Until their jaws were pressed together - the warmth she felt could not be found on the paper. My father said that light is the slowest color. When you reach the end, it will turn into a temperature and stop at the tiger's mouth of two people. They exchange what each other lacks. She gave him colors, and he gave her a morning without counting. If you're also looking for something you can't see but know it's there, this book is for you.