"But we enjoyed the extravagant life for over 20 years. That's enough." The red book was young after all; therefore it could divert itself from gloom to the past happiness of the past.
"He was happy when he obtained us. He would tell, with pride glowing on his face, every friend that 'I've got another set of amazing books!' In the meantime, his voice was not only solemn but fully infused with joyful surprisal. So he must have valued us more than treasure.
Whenever he got a book, he acted in that way, which was good for him: he knew it's proper manners to treat everyone equally.
Then he put us into the precious wooden shelves and never touched us again - that's mainly why we lived comfortable.
He watched us through the shelves once a day, from one end to the other, of course with a smile on his face, sometimes with his head nodding, as if saying 'hello!'
Whenever guests came, he would never forget to ask,'please take a look at my book collection.' Then following him, his friends went in the book vault, which they considered a treasury and praised,'what a mass of books!' He modestly replied,'it's not a big deal, just a humble number of books, but all of them are great!'
Being admired in front of numerous guests, we felt extremely glorious. For those 20-plus years, we've enjoyed glory and pleasure enough!"
"Then why did you leave him?" The blue book had been waiting for a chance to ask this question for a long time.
"He went bankrupt! And we don't know why. All we know is that he suddenly changed a lot - deeply frowning and without not revealing any smile, sometimes scratching his head, and sometimes sighing sadly.
More than ten people came to collect second-hand goods. They rummaged through his house and one of them sent us here. We don't know how our friends are doing. Maybe they will eventually come here and join us a few days later."