Meet a bookstore and meet a kind of warmth.

I met a cat in Sky City. This bookstore was built two months ago. The first time I saw the name of the bookstore, I felt instantly hit. It seems that I have been looking for such a bookstore for a long time.

The layout of the bookstore is very special There are several small round tables by the French window outside the store for passers-by to stop and rest. Looking out of the shop, you can see the classic sentences of different books engraved on the floor-to-ceiling windows, which makes people reluctant to leave. There is a coffee counter in the center of the door, but behind the counter is a gathering place for letters. All kinds of handwriting on postcards and heartfelt words don't need to be sent, but every word seems to go straight to the recipient's heart. Looking up, you can see an unattractive but unique chandelier, creating a warm reading atmosphere. There are small round and square tables, small potted plants and colored pencils, comfortable brown seats on both sides of the table, and domestic and foreign classic literature and various children's cartoons on neat bookshelves. There are beautifully framed paintings hanging on the wall. Seeing those works always reminds me of Jimmy. At the top of the bookcase, the letters Monicafe come into view, and the font color is exactly the same as that of the bookcase, without any contradiction. It is such a bookstore that I love from the bottom of my bones.

I can't explain why I couldn't help wanting to "waste" my time in this bookstore at first sight. It seems that I can always find a heart here. Light music, strong coffee, leisurely mood, warm words, just right lighting, quiet atmosphere, everything is just right.

Liu Tong said in "Your Loneliness, Although Defeated": "For a long time, I spent too much boredom, false sadness, false satisfaction, and really lost ..." Every time I saw this sentence, I felt that I was describing myself in general. Many people say that people who love words are lonely inside. That kind of loneliness is that somewhere, at a certain moment, their hearts suddenly become inexplicably desolate.

I don't remember when I fell in love with words, nor when I fell in love with recording things through words and expressing some feelings I didn't want to reveal. Maybe I liked writing at first just to get the satisfaction it gave me. Then gradually began to become my other world. What it means to me is no longer to show my talent or disguise literature and art, but more to let me find another self there and a soul with nowhere to put it.

In a city, meeting a favorite bookstore is like meeting a heartbroken person. Sometimes meeting is such a coincidence. As many people say, there is always unexpected warmth and endless hope in life. This kind of unexpected encounter is a given fate, without deliberate arrangement, casual, and finally the joy of accidentally bumping into the fundus.

Sometimes, it is suitable to enjoy alone in such an afternoon, meet a bookstore and meet a kind of warmth. Such warmth always makes me willing to waste half a day, but I don't feel like a failure.

In the book I just want to open a small cafe, I met the harmonious beauty of books and coffee. I have always felt that such a cafe really reveals the literary atmosphere, warm layout, no counters selling meals and drinks, no gorgeous chandeliers and no noisy crowds. When I met the cat's sky city, I realized that the coffee shop described in the original book could really be so perfect.

I sat in this bookstore all afternoon, reading in a daze, and didn't leave until it was dark. I know I am a passer-by, but in my heart, I also hope that one day I can become a returnee and sit in this bookstore for a long time. I also hope that everyone passing by the cat's sky city can have a heart and be happy forever. ...