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After lunch, Song Shuhang went to the nearby bookstore to rub the book.

He likes to rub books, but he doesn't want to save money on these rentals, which is his personal hobby - book sailing feels great when he's squatting in the corner of the bookshelf of the rental shop reading books!

Of course, in order to avoid the boss's disgust, after a half-day book, he will rent back one or two copies - be human, do not do anything, keep the water flowing! This prevents the boss from loathing him and kicking him out.

After all, a large book variety like the one in front of me is not limited to novels, but booklets with all kinds of books are rare anymore.

If you get blacklisted, I'm afraid you won't find a better bookstore near Jiangnan University City.

Everyone said that a person's name was important, people like his name, Song Shuhang loved to read books, and the visitors didn't refuse.

He likes novels, literary writings, classical collections, and even all sorts of boring theoretical knowledge that makes people think big.

Recently, he has been rubbing some motor vehicle driving skills and paying attention to his knowledge in bookstores, and he is preparing to take a driver's license while his freshman year is easy. It's cheaper to apply for a driver's license at school than going out.

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The time to rub books always passes very quickly.

It's about 3: 00 in the afternoon.

“So fast... ready to go back. I also have to go to a nearby supermarket to bring some dry food for the night snack, Saturday night can fight all night long.” Song Shuhang hey hey smile.

Go ahead, he smoked a book, went to the counter, and went through the rental book formalities.

The counter is at the exit of the bookstore, and the sun cover outside broke today, so the bookstore owner's wife hid in the shade to avoid direct sun exposure.

“The sun is so big, it already feels like a summer.” Song Shuhang blindfolded his eyes and looked up at the cloudless sky. Hand over the book to the boss.

The boss is a typical Gangnam American, like water.

Her passion is to read books, and she likes to read them all day long. As can be seen from her clothing, her quality of life is not low, and opening this bookstore is just her personal hobby.

The owner and mother who usually sit there and read books are beautiful and pleasing. Many ordinary young people want to see this picturesque scene often, turning their hobbies from 2B to literary youth.

However, it is said that this beautiful side of the picture is just the boss's model of peace...

There's a peace model, there's definitely a PK model or a frenzy model. But I haven't seen Book Sailing here in six months.

“Well, remember to return it in two days. One extra day and a dollar's rent.” After completing the rental formalities, the boss waved Song Shuhang away.

Though we only spent half the semester together, this lovely book, and the young man who was only half the day, impressed the boss. If the young man hadn't known each other and ended up renting one or two books to take care of her business, she would have swept away.

“Hey, hey.” Song Shuhang smiled after taking the book and crossed the threshold of the bookstore.

Boom!!!

At this moment, a deafening sound exploded.

Everyone in the bookstore was frightened. Song Shuhang almost didn't step on it. He almost fell down to eat shit!

“Shit!”

“Oh, my God! ”

“A sunny thunderbolt? ”

“Scared to death.” In the bookstore, all sorts of shouts fluctuate.

Song Shuhang looked up at the sky and found that the sky, which had been cloudless for 10,000 miles, had changed. At the end of the sky horizon, there was a cloud that huddled together quietly. In the blink of an eye, the tiny sky at the end of the horizon was concealed, and a wind and rain appeared to have come.

“Looks like it's going to rain? Tsk, said the weather forecast was unreliable a few years ago. If you want to look the other way, you must wear an umbrella when the forecast is sunny. I thought after all these years, the weather forecast had changed, and I didn't expect it to be unreliable.” Song Shuhang sighed.

That's better than back then, when you only had to look at the weather forecast backwards; now you have to bet on it instead of looking at the weather forecast?

In his wild thoughts, he picked up the rented book and was ready to head back to the dormitory before the showers started.

We haven't waited for Song Shuhang's second leg to come out yet.

Boom...

Another thunder roared, and the shocked man's ears buzzed.

Song Shuhang's legs shrunk again.

All over the horizon, the clouds are unusually distorted. A thunder snake came out of the cloud and burst into a thunder net.

Song Shuhang had seen thunder strike, but he had not seen thunder in his life as it was in front of him - as if it were the end of the world, thunder in the sky did not flash together, but split apart one by one.

The sound of thunder is different.

The previous thunder sounds in the Gangnam area were loud and then a series of rolling echoes. And now, thunder sounds like firecrackers with a lot of gunpowder. Boom, bang, bang, bang, loud and noisy, even the echo is hidden.

Assuming that someone has done something that has been struck by lightning, how much sin does that have to do with causing this thunderous situation?

And what made Song Shuhang even more concerned was that the pitch-black thundercloud had not spread, had been shrinking at the end of the horizon, had bombarded, but had not tried to spread the rhythm.

The thunderbolt lasted about ten breaths and lasted a long time.

This gives a more intense feeling of a storm coming.

“How unfortunate!“ Song Shuhang sighed and said secretly in his heart: “Want to rub the book a little longer? ”

Generally, even thunderstorms come and go fast. But if it rains longer, maybe he can read another book?

Thinking about it, he turned back to the bookstore and was ready to squat a little longer.

It's like God and Book Sailing are joking.

When he turned around and stepped back into the bookstore, the roar in his ear stopped!

The clouds of the sky and the hazy snakes dissipate! It's like a big hand painting in the sky, and when you feel dissatisfied with the painting, wipe the clouds and snakes away at will.

The sky is restored to a cloudless state and the sun is shining! As if that blasting thunderbolt, that heavenly thundersnake was just a hallucination and a hallucination.

Someone in the bookstore muttered, “What's going on? ”

“Is it true that someone was struck by lightning? ”

“Superstition! The so-called lightning is just a natural phenomenon...”

At this time, there was a child with his head up on the side of the book. He held a children's cartoon in his left hand, his right palm facing the sky high, and he shouted in a very proud tone: “Ah, I want this day, I can't cover my eyes anymore, I want this place, I can't bury my heart anymore! I want the clouds all over the sky to disappear! ”

The corner of Song Shu's mouth twitched, and he was sure that when this little boy grew up, he would be shy enough to roll when he remembered today's scene. And the memories of this black history will haunt kids for life. And then I couldn't easily feel that I had forgotten this memory, maybe one day it would come out of one of the mysteries of my mind, making people scream: "Fuck you, you're so ashamed!" Or something like that. I can't wait to cross back and beat myself up for doing stupid things.

Because he knew it himself.

It's just that somehow, when I saw this funny little kid, Song Shuhang suddenly remembered the group of two of the Immortals in the Jiuzhou No. 1 group.

‘H City, cross three pints after the heavenly thunder robbery. ’

The group's chat record popped into his mind.

He recalculated the location of the horizon in the next sky, and the thunderstorm area just now seemed, seemed… is the location of H city?

Even with Song Shuhang's big heart, his heart slowed by half a beat.

Not... is it true?

The weather forecast showed sunshine, but suddenly there was a strange bang of thunder.

“Ha-ha-ha, how is that possible! How could there ever be a day in the world for this kind of thing? It must be a coincidence, right?” Song Shuhang secretly said in his heart.

But when we thought about it, he couldn't stop thinking about it: Is there really such a coincidence in the world? That snake is so weird, it doesn't really look like a natural event.

H City, the dowry word keeps coming back to his mind.

Song Shuhang shook his head and threw this possibility out of his mind.

The 18-year-old world view tells him that to believe in science and reject superstition, thunderclouds are just weird natural phenomena, not thunderbolts!