My little conquer from HK bookfair.
It’s kina dumb but I realize I always almost make believes that I finished reading books when I turned around after paying them at counters.
For some reason, I frantically threw myself in and grabbed the last SexAndtheCity at bookfair. Feeling “hoohoo last piece! HKD55!~ lucky me!”
Next sunny afternoon at Starbucks (oh yeah…not that many nice cafes in HK we can just sip and read), I started reading the first chapter. Then I realized I actually did finished the whole SAC same time last year in Bordeaux. I once again felt dumb. I wonder if that is a good book or a bad one if that’s the case? I read on though and it was surprisingly superficially fresh still.