N city is pleasant in all seasons by the seaside, and the small villas by the seaside are all self-built by local residents, and each has its own unique characteristics.

The seaside town has unique customs and customs, and the painted houses are full of childishness.

There is a small swing outside the brown coffee shop. The small garden is specially surrounded so that customers can feel like they are in their own small garden when they come to drink coffee. There is a round plaque hanging at the door with coffee patterns drawn on it.

A large antique copper bell is hung outside the door, and the moment the door of the coffee shop is pushed open, a beautiful bell will ring.

"Jingle bell~"

The door of the coffee shop was opened. The coffee shop is a small western-style building with two floors. There is a row of bookshelves on the first floor with different kinds of books.

There is also a floor-to-ceiling window with street views.

The woman on the recliner in the coffee shop lazily got up from the recliner, the burgundy skirt fluttered, and the big waves scattered on her shoulders. She picked up the burgundy ribbon on the table and brushed her hair up.

"An iced Americano."

The woman glanced at the man lightly, with a polite smile on her lips.

She walked over and started preparing for the production. The small cafe by the sea didn't have many customers, and she didn't lack money to come here simply because she liked this kind of life.

"Sister Yanzhi, I brought you the calla lilies you wanted."

The girl bounced and put the flowers on the small table.

"Thank you."

The woman was busy with the work in hand, raised her head and smiled at the little girl.

The girl stared blankly.

I can't imagine that such a beautiful woman is already in her early forties.

There is no trace of the years on her face. Her daily life comes from her heart. She opens the door when she is in a good mood, closes the door when she is not happy, opens the door when the weather is good, and does not open the door if the weather is not good. It's time to open the door.

"Hey, sister Yanzhi, when will I be able to live your life!"

The girl said enviously that she was still busy placing an order.

"If you work harder, you will get it."

Rouge answered and packed the finished coffee and handed it to the man.

The man was a little dazed: "Can't you drink here?"

Rouge was cleaning the tools she had just used, and the untied hair was scattered on both sides, adding a little more beauty.

"Of course, you can choose a place here, but remember to keep quiet."

The man is a little confused about the rules here, but it doesn't hinder his interest in it.

The man who had planned to leave the city changed his mind.

"Sister Rouge, I'm leaving first, bye."

"Slow down the road."

The girl ran out hurriedly and continued to work on her orders.

After cleaning the things, Rouge continued to lie lazily on the recliner in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. When she was lying on the recliner, she liked to put a small blanket on her body.

Then lie down and enjoy life quietly.

"Boss, don't you dispose of your calla lilies?"

The man couldn't help reminding him.

"I just want to lie down and continue to feel the sun right now."

Rouge answered his question indifferently.

She came here three years ago. When she was in J city, she always felt uncomfortable and her mind was empty, so she simply moved out.

She didn't go back to see her father in the past three years, but her father would visit her occasionally.

She always felt that her father was not like this before.

But if she wanted to tell the difference, she couldn't remember it. In the past two years, her father had aged a lot with the naked eye, and she didn't want to continue to make him angry, so she came out directly.

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