Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

In Zhangzhen in April, the breeze was not dry but just right.

Xiao Linshu carried a box of books and entered through the back door of the store, sweating on his forehead.

The barista in the shop is a handsome young guy named Guangping: "Brother Xiao, there is a customer outside waiting for you for a long time."

"Who?" Xiao Linshu put down the box, took out a book inside, unpacked it, and flipped it in his hand.

"She said her last name is Jiang."

The book in his hand slipped a few pages out, and he was slightly stunned.

"What's wrong, Brother Xiao?"

There was a smile in his eyes, faintly: "You help me invite her upstairs."

"it is good."

Jiang Weier arrived at three o'clock in the afternoon and waited for an hour in the shop. There were many customers like her in the shop. They ordered a cup of coffee and found a favorite book on the closet. It took a long time to sit.

She was led to the second floor. There was no guest on it. There was only a table by the window with two rattan and wood chairs.

After sitting for a while, she heard the wind ringing, suspecting that an old friend came, and turned her head.

"Long time no see, Lin Shu."

She is a layman, and the opening is plain and ordinary.

Xiao Linshu stepped forward, his hair cut short and darker: "Long time no see, Will."

Then, relatively speechless.

After seeing each other for a long time, I thought there would be a thousand words, but I really met, but I don't know where to start.

After a long time, Quang Binh came to give a cup of coffee.

He first said: "How are you doing?"

Jiang Weier nodded, his eyes calm: "Well, how about you?"

Her coffee was cold, and he pushed the cup in front of him to her side: "I am fine. I opened this shop and the business is not bad. When I am busy, I help make coffee. If not busy Reading and practicing calligraphy in the best place in this landscape, it’s very leisurely."

Seated by the window, looking out, there are camphor trees in the courtyard.

The coffee is a bit bitter, which is Jiangweier's favorite taste: "I have returned to the Taekwondo Gym. As before, I am still a coach, and I am currently taking students."

"After a while, I want to open another flower shop." Xiao Linshu said, "My sister used to like flowers."

When he mentioned his sister, he was not as sad as before, but he missed, with a faint smile in his eyes.

Jiang Weier said: "Next month, I will take my students to a foreign competition. If they perform well, they may be selected for the national team."

They each said their own words, calmly and indifferently.

Even if her eyes were red, so did he.

"The camphor tree is about to bloom. It will be the peak tourist season in Zhangzhen soon, and there should be many guests."

"This place is beautiful."

He didn't go down, nor did she, and smiled at each other.

There was a wind outside, and the flies on the tree fluttered and fell on the table.

Jiang Weier reached out and brushed it away: "Lin Shuang will be released from prison in a few days."

"I know." He was a little thinner and smiled more than before. "I sometimes write to her."

Holding the spoon in her hand, she unconsciously stirred the coffee in the cup, and was silent for a long time: "She told me everything."

"You will come to me, I guessed it."

His expression didn't fluctuate greatly, his eyes were gentle and he looked at her quietly.

The girl in his eyes is getting wetter and wet.

"I'm sorry, Lin Shu."

Xiao Linshu shook his head: "No need to apologize."

"I'm sorry." The voice choked slightly, and she endured it without crying.

He stretched out his hand, covering the back of her hand, and patted gently: "Ville, I'm fine now, really."

She sat in his shop for a long time and didn’t say anything. She said what movies she watched recently, and he said what people he saw recently. She said she went to Xiaoshan, and he said he would pick a time to go. .

Once they had made an appointment to go to Xiaoshan together, so they have been there.

As we chatted, it was dark and there were no customers in the store.

"When is the train?"

Jiangweier said: "Ten o'clock in the evening."

He looked at the time: "I will send you."

She looked at him, and after a while: "Okay."

She does not stay, and he does not want to stay.

I didn't say a thousand words, and I understood everything.

There was a yard outside the coffee shop. A few trees were planted. The small strings of lights on the trees were all on. Xiao Linshu sent her to the door of the yard. She stopped: "There are people outside, who will recognize them. Just send them here."

He didn't send it again: "Good luck, Will."

She walked to the door, looked back at him, smiled, and finally burst into tears.

They can't go back anymore, there are gully in their hearts, and they will leave scars for a lifetime. They don't talk about them, just remember them.

When they are old, when they think about it, they won't cry, only laugh.

His eyes are reddish: "Go, don't be late."

"I am leaving."

"Ok."

He stood under the tree and waved to her.

She walked out of the yard, squatted, hiding her face and weeping.

The people in the yard did not come out. He said, "Ville, I wish you happiness."

Opposite the coffee shop is a fruit shop. Zhangzhen’s stores all have yards, and every family loves to plant trees. In March and April, spring flowers bloom.

A man squatted under the telephone pole outside the yard.

A seven or eight-year-old girl ran over with an orange, "Uncle, what are you doing here?"

The person under the pole looked up: "Uncle is waiting for his girlfriend."