June Ansheng

"Business is good today." I looked at the scattered people outside the shop and joked.The boy raised his head from the counter to look at me. I saw him bend his eyes and speak softly.

"You are here."

I smiled at him, then sat down in front of the counter, picked up the milk tea he had drunk and put it to my mouth.Before I drank it, he snatched it back and put a new one in front of me.

"You're still so good-looking." I said softly, and as expected, I saw his ears turn red, and he quickly lowered his head and buried himself in the deep shadow behind the counter. "I like your eyes."

"According to your words, there are not many people outside, and the business is really good." He tried to change the subject, then slowly raised his head to look at me, and immediately lowered his head after meeting my gaze.

He's cute, and really resembles someone I know.

someone i love.

"But what they ordered is very expensive, caramel macchiato, cappuccino, matcha latte... well, they also ordered a few tiramisu." I looked at the opposite table , the guests at that table also stared at me, I retracted my gaze wisely, and continued to enjoy my cheap milk tea: "Well...you gave me chocolate."

"Ah? I'm sorry, then I'll change it..." He was a little astonished, and reached for my milk tea. I curled my lips and snatched the milk tea, and smiled at him.

"I've already drank it, so don't waste it. It's just a free milk tea, how dare you ask the store manager to change it."

He looked at me, then slightly pursed the corners of his mouth, without looking back.

"You know, you are completely different from him, but sometimes, I feel that you are actually the same person." I raised my eyebrows at him, turned and left the counter: "I'm leaving, my girlfriend is still there wait."

"Hey, who the hell, you've been here so many times." He stopped me from behind, and I looked back at him, seeing his faltering: "I... I don't even know your name yet .”

"Why do you ask for the name? It's so boring." I bit my lower lip, lowered my head and thought for a while before replying to him: "My name is Nangong Xiayun, Nangong is a compound surname in China, and Xia in Xia, Yun in Liuyun .”

"Quan Shizhe. It's Korean transliteration, it doesn't matter how you write it." He kept smiling at me, his gentle appearance really didn't look like the person I remembered.I waved to him and walked out of the store.

Standing across the street, I looked at the dessert shop again. There was a signboard saying "Liuguang" on the door. I remembered that I named it.Quan Shizhe's Chinese was not good at that time, but he had the guts to stop a passerby to ask for a suggestion for the name of the shop. I helped him only because he greeted me who was still unfamiliar.

Nice guy, but I don't really like coming to his store, it always feels full of memories.

The store manager should also be a person with a story.

The warm sunshine in late autumn shines on the door of the store, passing through the gaps between the leaves, casting round and fine shadows.In a trance, it seemed to be a person's face, smiling brightly in the sun, and the exposed teeth were shining brightly.

--I miss you so much.

The author has something to say:

No, this chapter is too short

another chapter