writing coffee

Early September, theoretically speaking, is autumn.However, autumn in the south is lackluster and is no different from summer.

The only thing worth mentioning is that in September, from kindergarten to elementary school to middle school to university, all schools start.And I'm on vacation, haha.

Of course, skipping school just to show off isn't why I'm taking this time off—at least not the main one.The main reason is that at this time, when I drink a single product with a cranberry cookie in someone else's cafe, I don't have to listen to the awkward politeness of the next table, the boring chicken soup for the soul, or even the sense of humor without a laugh. You can spend half a day in an empty museum just looking at one exhibition without worrying about blocking someone's sight or camera. You can... go to the north to experience the autumn of "boundless falling trees".

Write a message on the small blackboard, promising to come back before "October", hang it in the glass door, and lock it. "Writing coffee", I hope the spider's web is not finished when I return.

"Hurry up, the cards are about to be copied!" Xiao Churan rolled down the window, urging very unsteadily.

I walked over, and he had already leaned over and opened the passenger door—not out of consideration, of course.So I replied indifferently while wearing my seat belt: "It's not copying my cards."

"You mean you want to take a taxi to the airport?"

"Aren't I fighting?"

"Okay! The starting price is one hundred, ten yuan per kilometer, only cash and no change."

"I'm very familiar with the business, Uncle Xiao~"

"Haha! I was discovered by you!"

boring……

Then Xiao Churan was even more bored and spent three traffic lights counting down the souvenirs he wanted with me.

"Okay! I'll send it back to you then!"

"Hey, do you understand what a souvenir is? The key lies in the word 'hand', which means bringing it back with your own hands. Do you understand? What's the difference between sending it back and buying it online? How about your sincerity?"

"Of course there is a difference. That's what I paid for, and I picked it 'by myself'. What kind of sincerity do I want? I didn't want to buy it myself. 'Buying' is already my greatest sincerity. Do you still want to buy it? Let me bring it back to you all the way?"

"You will lose this baby in this way."

"I don't feel sorry..."

"Come on, don't cry to death and hug my thigh and beg me to be your friend, I won't soften my heart!"

Neuropathy……

People like me, even if we cry, we cry quietly. When we cry alone, weep until we choke and tremble, and weep until tears flow down our face, but we won’t make a sound.Xiao Churan had never seen it before.

Speaking of which, why did I become friends with this kind of guy?It's really rude to meet people.

"Turning left at the intersection ahead is the high-speed rail station, do you want to turn?" Xiao Churan asked suddenly.

I gave him a blank stare without reservation.

"I'm serious, Murong, there's no need for you to fly alone."

"Hey—"

"I'm worried." He turned his head and gave me a serious look.

I am silent.

In the end, he passed the intersection at a constant speed.

"Haste makes waste, Murong, you understand this principle, don't push yourself too hard."

I thought to myself, it has been three years, "fast" and "tight" wool? !

"You're talking as if I'm traveling just to fly."

He didn't answer, but that look seemed to be asking, wasn't it?

"Please! I'm sick?" Who travels just to fly?Why not just buy a house there and fly home after get off work... "It just happened to happen, and I don't want to avoid it on purpose."

He seemed to want to say something else, but I didn't give him a chance to say, "I'm not a little girl at Qianli's age, Uncle Xiao, I know what I'm doing, and I never did such things as bragging rights when I was young and ignorant. Let alone now!"

But when I got on the plane, I was scared.

To be more precise, whenever I see those huge monsters on the tarmac, I feel terrified in my heart.As I stared at them motionless, they seemed to keep getting bigger and bigger, and then they approached me, and someone whispered in my ear, speaking in an unintelligible language in a strange tone, like a curse.I couldn't help it, I wanted to back up, I wanted to escape, but suddenly I staggered and woke up.There are people coming and going around, the sound of broadcasting, footsteps, and voices, all noisy.Looking at the past again, the plane stayed in place like a dead object, unchanged. —Ah, they were originally dead things.

Fortunately, I got a seat by the window.At first, the ground became smaller and smaller, high-rise buildings became like building blocks, highways, highways, and tracks were like the blood of the city, and every wriggling car was like a weak pulse.Every sky is different, clean blue, stacked white.Every cloud is not the same, the thick one is like substance, the thin one is like a dream, and the light one is illusory.Is it raining in the distance?What time is it now, and what is that golden color?The afterglow of the setting sun...

"Miss, miss... miss?"

Um?I instinctively turned my face to the side, but my eyes were still glued to the golden clouds outside the window.

"Miss, are you okay?"

I turned my head in a daze, and saw a worried face written on it.It was clean, except for a pimple on the brow.

He asked again, "Are you okay? Are you looking bad, airsick?"

I just came back to my senses, did I scare others?No way……

"It's okay, thank you..."

"But you look bad, is it really okay? Would you like to get you a glass of water?"

I thought for two seconds, "Then please get me a cup of hot water, thank you!"

Because I feel like I'm sweating and a little cold.

"You're welcome." He said, and called the stewardess over, "Hello, please bring me a cup of hot water, not too hot, thank you!"

I smiled at him shyly, thanked him for his thoughtfulness, and put the blanket on my body casually.Unexpectedly, when the stewardess brought the hot water, she also brought the airsickness medicine more considerately...

For the first time, I was annoyed by the kindness of others, but I had no strength to justify and refuse, so I just smiled and nodded mechanically, enduring the discomfort, hoping to end this terrible flight as soon as possible.

"There are still four or ten minutes. If you need help, call me at any time." He smiled encouragingly, lowered his head and continued to flip through the magazine in his hand.

I looked at him in astonishment, thinking to myself, this man is really considerate.Then, I closed my eyes and leaned on the back of the chair, trying to recall the cloud that was dyed red by the afterglow just now.

When the plane finally landed, my bangs were already wet with sweat on my forehead. I thought my face must look like a dead person. If Uncle Xiao saw it, he would definitely strangle me to death... But it’s all over now, luckily Xiao Uncle is not here, I am still alive.

Fortunately, there was a kind gentleman sitting next to me. He even helped me get my luggage and sent me to the taxi before turning around and leaving me with a tall back.

Oh, what a slap to a sweet date.It's a pity that I don't like jujubes, but I still have a heart for that slap.

I didn't realize until I got to the north that I came early to see the fallen leaves.Fortunately, I was just talking casually, and I didn't mean to watch it.

But the city's boutique coffee shops are intriguing.I travel through the streets and alleys every day, looking for famous shops that can be called "long-history" according to the map, and I will come across a few small shops that are unknown but surprising.I have drank more than a dozen types of coffee beans roasted by themselves in a 20-year-old store with peeling lime walls, and I also drank an Italian in a few seconds standing in front of an open bar in an art gallery-like coffee shop concentrate.

Now, I am sitting in the backyard of a cafe, with a cup of latte in my hand, and a towering unknown old tree above my head, and small pieces of yellow leaves occasionally swirl and fall to the ground.

Just as I was reaching for the latte, my phone rang.It was an unfamiliar number, so I ignored it, picked up the cup and took a sip.

The latte in this store is very famous. It is said that the beans used to make the concentrate are blended by the barista with single-origin beans. The specific recipe is unknown, but the entrance is pleasantly sweet.The taste is very smooth, the temperature is right, and the amount of milk foam is just right, so that I, a person who doesn't like milk coffee, only took a bell to finish a small cup of latte, and I still have more to say.

But then the phone rang a second time.

"Hello?"

"Murong!"

It turned out to be Qianli.In that "Murong", there was actually a bit of grievance.

I raised my eyebrows and put down the cup in my hand. "Morning, little Qianli~"

She hummed heavily on the phone, and I couldn't help laughing, and then she continued to complain: "You didn't even tell me you went on a trip!"

I replied calmly: "If it wasn't for taking your Uncle Xiao's car to the airport, I wouldn't even tell him."

"You don't even reply to WeChat!"

"When you asked Uncle Xiao for a phone call, didn't he tell you that I was going to hide from the world?"

"You have gone to the most prosperous city in China and escaped from the world!"

"The big hermit is hidden in the city~"

She was suddenly quiet.

I rubbed my temples, and my head hurt a little.I knew I was acting too carelessly, and was thinking about how to end it when I heard a muttering from the microphone: Why don't you turn off the phone too...

"Hehe, you are right, then I hang up?"

"Hey, wait a minute! People who live in the city don't need to stick to these details!"

"Well, it makes sense." I changed my posture and leaned back on the back of the chair.I took the empty coffee cup by hand, and there was still some coffee liquid left at the bottom of the cup. It is said that this residue can be used for divination. I don’t know if I can calculate my current mood.

"Are you really going to delay your return until 'Eleventh'?"

"Probably, I'm not sure yet."

"But 'Eleventh' must be there?"

"Uh-huh."

"Then, come back early and tell me, I'm going to drink coffee!" The last sentence was shouted.

I laughed. "good."

"Then, that's it for now, I'm going to class!"

Are you kidding me, call me between classes? "Well, bye~"

"Goodbye~"

Then hang up the phone first.

I glanced at the screen of my mobile phone, 1 minute and 43 seconds, it was really beyond my expectation.Then he dug out the call log and saved "Little Qianli" in the address book.

Actually, before I left, I planned to tell her. After all, I knew she would come here every few days after school started.

However, Xiao Churan dismissed my thoughts.

Before deciding to go far away, I made an appointment with Xiao Churan and asked him to treat me to a meal in the name of "practice".In the end, he agreed very readily, and said, "I've wanted to treat you to dinner for a long time, I'm so lucky to be able to treat you to dinner", which made me suspect that he had poisoned the meal.

"I'm not hungry, you eat first, and I'll eat after half an hour if you're free." I expressed my distrust very tactfully.

Xiao Churan immediately raised his hands and pulled his sleeves to show off the watch on his wrist, and glanced at it very artificially, "It's 19:23:04 Beijing time, if you have the ability not to move a single bite for 30 minutes, I will." Eat everything in 30 minutes, not a drop left! Are you hungry?"

I picked up a chopstick and picked up a vegetable leaf and threw it into my mouth, "It's so boring."

Speaking of which, Xiao Churan has a very special and very weird habit-never speak when eating.It's not the kind of "eating without talking" out of politeness, but eating non-stop with seriousness and focus, without leaving any room for speaking or interjection.And he ate very fast, like he was on a mission, no, like he was rushing to finish it.

I think this is the main reason why he hasn't settled down emotionally on and off for so many years. After all, not many girls can endure this kind of "table manners" for a long time.As for me, a friend is always more tolerant than a lover, after all, I can choose to have dinner with him only once a year.

"I'm full!" Xiao Churan put down his chopsticks and declared contentedly.

I'm drinking my first sip of soup, it's a little hot, and I don't have time for him.

"Last Monday I was invited back to campus to attend the opening ceremony of our college."

"Can you help maintain the order at the scene?" I looked him up and took a second sip.

He pretended not to hear my question, "Qianli is really my junior sister! A direct line!"

I put down the spoon and decided to wait for it to cool down before drinking.

"This city is really too small! No, this world is really too small! I'll tell you after you finish eating... see what I do? Eat slowly, no one will grab you."

Faced with such a provocation, I felt no wavering in my heart, and even wanted to applaud.

"Hahaha, what are you laughing at! Eat quickly, I don't want to talk coldly to a table of leftovers."

Thanks to the nourishment of "whole coconut stewed black chicken", when I finished the last mouthful of soup, I suddenly realized: "Didn't you attend the opening ceremony of your school? Industrial design and graphic design are in the same school in your school?"

Xiao Churan resisted the desire to tell the whole story, and waited for the waiter to clear the table with a smile before he said slowly: "I'm going to provide material support to the pillars of the motherland."

Oh, remember, Uncle Xiao established a scholarship at his alma mater in the name of his studio.

"The atmosphere at the scene was very lively. Do you know how they introduced me? Haha, I was embarrassed to hear it myself! You—"

"Say, heavier, lighter."

"Haha," he couldn't help being immersed in his own laughter, insisted on laughing a few times, and then stepped into the topic in a serious manner, "Later, the dean told me that the first prize was originally for another girl, but she Changed majors and transferred to other colleges.”

"That girl's name is Jian Qianli?" I blurted out, but I just wanted to show off my cleverness, and I didn't really think it would be her.

Uncle Xiao didn’t refute or agree, he just looked at me meaningfully, “Transfer to Industrial Design Institute to study industrial design.”

A detail suddenly appeared in my mind. When I asked Qianli what major she was studying last time, she hesitated for a moment, as if she suddenly forgot her major name.I just thought it was an innocuous accident...

"She applied at the end of last semester, and she passed the pre-school assessment this semester." Xiao Churan became more and more serious as he spoke, until the end it was almost serious. "Our school has very high requirements for changing majors. The major courses of industrial design and graphic design are completely different, Murong," he paused, as if to give me some breathing room, "Do you know how difficult it is? "

I know.

So she was so busy that she didn't even have time to have a good cup of coffee.I began to wonder if she was really passing by that day?Or did you make a special trip to come here?The store's birthday was delayed all night. After she goes back, she won't burn the lamp to read until dawn, right?

"It's a pity that my direct junior sister has become someone else's junior junior sister now!" Someone covered his chest with a painful face, and finally concluded viciously, "It's all because of you!"

It's a pity that I'm not in the mood to joke with him anymore.

However, a second later, he changed his face again, and leaned over meanly, "Actually, I think Qianli is pretty good, what do you think?"

"I think this restaurant is good."

"Seriously, you've got a lot of people in this regard. I've never seen your admirers surround you for more than a month. I've also seen how straightforward your rejection is. So to speak , "Suddenly unpredictable, "You treat Qianli very differently..."

"Uncle Xiao, you're thinking too much." I smiled at him with a half-hearted smile, "How can I refuse if he hasn't confessed his confession? Could it be that you like me? If you give up early, I won't like you?"

"Haha, this is too arrogant, she will definitely be beaten! Didn't she show any signs at all?"

"No, it's watertight."

Xiao Churan was amazed, "I can't tell, this little girl Qianli has great wisdom! I decided to stand on the opposite side of you."

Then, the first thing he did on the opposite side of me was to give Qianli my cell phone number.

That day, Xiao Churan asked me, how long are you going to waste time on Yan Qian?

I didn't answer him.I don't want to discuss my feelings for Yan Qian with anyone, even if that person is Xiao Churan.

But, now if I were to ask myself the same question, then I would answer, how could it be a waste of time?

How can liking someone be a waste of time?

Even if she didn't give me the same liking back, even if she didn't know anything about my liking, even if I knew that this liking would always be just my own wishful thinking.I know that Yan Qian and I are not from the same world after all, she is too far away, as far away as a dream.

However, she happened to be so close to me, so close that it made me happy and gave me extravagant wishes.