I Am a Fortune Teller, Why Is It so Difficult to Fall in Love?

Twenty-year-old Ai Xi placed a folding table at the door, three copper coins, and a piece of cardboard with four words written on it: Gua Jin Sui Yuan. He does not charge a fixed price, does not care about life and death, does not care about gatherings and separations, and does not care about other people's affairs. The people who come to him include a boy who lost his campus card, a scumbag who panicked after turning three pages before taking a make-up exam, and a lovelorn girl who stood in the rain for too long and needs someone to tell her "the rain will stop." He held an umbrella for others, but his own umbrella was lost in the rain of unknown year. Two years ago, he met an old man turning peanuts in an alley in Dali. The old man taught him how to make a hexagram, and only gave him three sentences - don't count it all, don't take the word away, and leave one point. Then he said: Only remember what you owe. Two years later, he sat under the plane tree and left a share for more than 300 people, except for himself. This is a story about "leave a point". Leave the hexagrams with variables, leave others with your own path, and leave an agreement that does not need to be broken ten years later. People who are twenty years old dare not say forever, so they say in a roundabout way: "At thirty, if we are still single, it means we should be happy." Nine sides. Four years. An agreement. It's not that I settle for the next best thing, it's that I want to have a future with you, but I don't have the confidence yet. So I wait for you and myself. Copper coins are cold. But the thing I owe is hot.