the depths of that autumn

After some time, Lin Xi finally decided to open a coffee shop. It has always been our dream to open a coffee shop in such a small town. She has to go to class, so I will help her to collect these things. When I get busy, I temporarily forget about that night. ...

I know that half of her opening this shop is for me, because teachers can't have a second job, and she is happy to put this shop under my name.

Now, I'm not afraid that they don't want my essays anymore, and I'm not afraid that one day I will return to the workplace, because I have this store, which is my treasure, and it was opened by Lin Xi for me.One of my dreams has come true unconsciously!

We don’t need to hire small workers. First of all, I’m the one with the most free time. As long as I don’t rush to read, I can basically look after the store; Purchasing work; in addition, a cousin of Lin Xi often comes to help.The land is not big, with these people, it is enough.

The store opened by my family is fresh and warm!We don't seek great wealth and great honor, but only seek happiness and food and clothing.

I didn't see him again until a week after opening...

That night was also unusually weird...

Lin Xi could have come to the store, but a teacher suddenly fell ill and asked Lin Xi to go to the evening self-study; the child of the cousin's family also had a high fever and went to the hospital; Lin Xi's father only came to the store in the morning; what is even more unusual is that, There are no guests tonight...

I was alone in the store, feeling a bit uncomfortable. Usually, night is the best time for business, but tonight there are no customers. Although it is not a weekend, it is not impossible that there are no customers.I was worried just now. I was alone. If there were too many guests, I would be too busy alone. Now it seems that this worry is completely unnecessary.

I just remember him walking into the shop like that, in a black cloak, and the doorbell didn't ring.Because there was no one else, I saw him at first glance, and he attracted all my attention...

I looked at him, he was standing in the middle of the store, and said, "Meet you again, remember me?"

I have a cold war all over!I remembered who he was, and I wanted to speak, but I couldn't, whether it was fear or nervousness or both!I can only look at him like this, but I still can't see the face under the cloak...

He said: "Why did you think of opening a shop, come with me."

With all my might, I finally managed to get myself to say, "This is my friend's shop."

He seemed to nod his head and held out his hand to me...

For some reason, I was very eager to hold his hand, and walked over...

Desire and fear intertwined, making my steps slow...

It was a beautiful and exquisite hand. If I hadn't known that he was a man before, judging from this hand alone, I would have thought that the person standing in front of me was a woman...

The closer I got to him, the more oppressive I felt, making my heart beat faster...

You really can't help but look at his face under the cloak, but there's nothing there.

When my hand touched his hand, it was unexpectedly warm. Shouldn't this hand be extremely cold?But why is it so warm...

He said, "Your name."

I replied naturally: "Xia Yan."

After the voice fell, I suddenly felt heavy and exhausted!The moment I was about to close my eyes, I saw his cloak slowly slipping off...