The bitter and sweet coffee smell filled the air, wrapping her like an invisible thread.
"At that time, I followed Su Yuan back to Yunzhou, but I couldn't integrate into Ye's family and school for a long time. After the injury in my hand recovered, I found a part-time job in a cafe in Yunzhou. It was also in that shop. , the first time I saw you."
She paused, the corners of her lips curled into a slight arc,
"At that time, I didn't know that the person at Yanhui Peak was you, so I always thought that was the first time I met you."
The coffee is getting colder, and only the last wisp of white mist is left.
"Autumn in Yunzhou is always short and rainy. It rained again that day, and when you opened the door and walked in, your hair was still slightly wet."
He was wearing a black turtleneck sweater and a long windbreaker, with broad shoulders and long legs, looking elegant and dignified.
It was raining outside, he didn't bring an umbrella, his black hair drooped, and a small dark mark had already been wet on his shoulders.
People in the rain always seem to be a little embarrassed, but he doesn't.
He seems to be always calm, revealing the sloppy and lazy in his bones.
The corner of his clothes was wrapped in a wisp of cold autumn wind, and a drop of water fell from his slightly messy black hair, which contrasted with his cold white skin, making his brows and eyes look colder.
He is the snow on the top of the mountain, the moon in the world.
Untouchable.
"I made the cup of black coffee you ordered."
She blinked slightly,
"Actually, I know you're just taking shelter from the rain, not really wanting anything to drink. And—you're picky. You didn't even glance at the menu from start to finish."
Even if some people say nothing or do nothing, they still easily become the focus of the crowd.
And Lu Huaiyu is exactly such a person.
Even, he just casually sat down by the window, and the well-decorated coffee shop suddenly seemed a lot simpler.
The rain was gurgling outside the window, and people hurried back and forth in the rain.
At that moment, those became the background, and he was the only existence.
He leaned back in the chair, his long legs crossed, and his posture was slack.
Deep eyebrows, high nose bridge, clean jawline, abstinence and deserted.
Until the cup of black coffee was delivered.
besides-
an umbrella.
"When I sent that umbrella over, I thought you wouldn't want it."
He really didn't intend to take it, he didn't even intend to drink that cup of black coffee.
But after taking it over, he looked at the cup of black coffee for a few seconds and raised his eyebrows.
"And then you drank anyway."
Shen Li picked up the cup and took a sip.
This is the taste she is most familiar with after practicing countless times.
The second youngest of the Lu family was born in a family with a prominent status, but he was arrogant and unscrupulous in his bones, and he was extremely picky.
Especially in the taste of coffee, even more so.
That cup of black coffee rarely caught his eyes, but it was still a bit short of his favorite taste.
"The boss asked you how it tasted, and—you taught that."
About a rare interest.
The type of coffee beans, water quality, temperature...
His voice was deep and cold, and there was a lazy and dignified look in his voice.
Finally, he finished the cup of coffee and picked up the umbrella.
"Thanks to the barista."
There seemed to be a faint smile in his voice.
Afterwards, he got up, took an umbrella and left.
A note was pressed under the coffee cup.
She looked at Lu Huaiyu and raised the cup in her hand:
"I exchanged that cup of black coffee and that umbrella for Lu Ershao's favor."
In fact, she didn't know his identity until the boss came over and gave her the note after he left.
The boss joked:
"Second Young Master Lu in the capital city, this umbrella is worth the price, Li, you've made a lot of money."
She took the note and saw the string of numbers on it, her palms were wet with sweat.
Then she puts away the cut peaches and puts them in the juicer.
The clerk next to him exclaimed:
"Ali, didn't you squeeze a glass of orange juice just now?"
She looked up, only to realize that she had squeezed peach juice into the orange juice that she hadn't had time to take away.
She never makes a mistake, except for that one time.
In the end, she drank the mixed fruit juice.
A string of small transparent bubbles rose from the bottom, the orange juice and peach juice intertwined into a hazy color, and the condensed water droplets slid from the side of the glass.
She inserts the straw.
"I made a lot of money."
Her peach blossom eyes curved beautifully,
"But that glass of juice is really too sweet and sour, I managed to finish it."
So many years later, when she thinks of that taste, she still remembers it fresh, with a touch of sweetness on the tip of her tongue.
Lu Huai and Jing Jing listened.
"So, you didn't call me until the end?"
Shen Li gave a soft "hmm".
So she said, don't know if he will come or not.
She holds out her finger:
"In that dream, I saw you twice."
Lu Huaiyu looked at her with a deep look in his phoenix eyes.
After a moment, he asked:
"What about the others?"
She was taken aback: "Huh?"
Lu Huai and Huan Sheng said:
"I like Japanese food, but I don't eat fugu sashimi."
"I don't like onions."
"I do prefer black coffee the most, but I have other taste preferences."
"I like the sunset after the rain in Liland best."
"And that day, you came over suddenly from the National Planetarium..."
One pile, one piece.
She knows it all.
The house fell silent.
Shen Li put down the cup, and suddenly said:
"Lu Huaiyu, do you still remember the wish you gave me on your birthday last year?"
Lu Huaiyu's eyes fell on her full and bright red lips.
"Um."
He almost kissed her that day.
It was also that day that he finally touched her heart clearly.
Shen Li walked around the Nakajima stage and walked towards the living room.
Lu Huaiyu saw her take out a glass sugar bowl from the black backpack.
He got up and followed.
Shen Li turned around, raised her head slightly, and handed him the glass sugar bowl.
"That wish is here."
Lu Huai knew that her sugar bowl contained the sugar he gave her, and some other items, all related to the two of them.
He took it, opened it, and took out everything inside.
sugar.
Deflated cupcake balloons.
Movie tickets for Christmas.
A folded white paper.
Lu Huaiyu opened the folded paper.
It was a sketch.
It was... his sketch.
"This was drawn the night you first took me back to Yunding Fenghua. When you went upstairs and knocked on the door, I just finished it."
she said.
Lu Huai paused for a moment.
Then he took out a small paper boat.
It looks like it was torn from somewhere and folded randomly, and the edges are not very regular.
But he quickly recognized:
"Is this the wish you made on the day you watched the shooting star?"
She nodded slightly:
"Well. That's the wish I made on your birthday too."
Lu Huai and his eyelids drooped slightly, and it took a while to unpack the paper boat.
A line of handwriting clearly reflected in his eyes.
[I hope that Lu Huai and his life will be safe and happy, smooth and worry-free.]
If she could hope for something, if her thoughts could come true, if she could make a wish—
This is all her and only wish.
(end of this chapter)