The Coffee House on the Corner

"Every time I walk past this coffee house, I can't help but slow down, you and I met here..." His mouth hummed an old song from his mom and dad's era, and he didn't know why he suddenly sang it. Unconsciously, he reached the corner and fixed his eyes on a very unassuming, soft and cozy orange-colored coffee hut that looked warm from the outside. He was a little dazzled at this point, as if this little house gave him the answer to his previous question, and in an instant, the memories tumbled through his mind...

The breeze blew through the summer, everything was unaltered as usual. Strong sunlight shines on the ground, relentless, shaking the ground golden, people can not open their eyes. It was hot, what a hell of a season! He couldn't help but mutter a few words in his mind. There weren't many pedestrians on the street, probably because of the weather, and not many people were willing to come out. If he hadn't agreed with his roommate to come to school early, who would want to drag a suitcase to school so early in the summer. Sweat slowly gathered and flowed down my cheeks, and sweat seeped out from the tip of my nose from time to time. Looking at the ground reflecting the sunlight, he smashed his mouth, not knowing when a drop of sweat flowed into his mouth, so salty. He hurriedly bawled a few times, continued to walk forward, not far from the school, he wanted to get to the dormitory as soon as possible may not be so hot. Turning the corner, there was the little coffee house again, unknowingly it had been there for at least two years, he had seen it there the first time he came. In the heat of summer many stores were closed because school hadn't started yet and there were too few students, but it was surprisingly open. He felt a twinge of incredulity and an inexplicable pang of warmth. He quickly walked closer, the inside of the coffee house is open air conditioning, from time to time a few strands of cold air seeped out, let a person feel a burst of coolness, outside such a high temperature, these Xu's cold air so that he has a very want to go in the inside of the impulse.

"Senior", just when he hesitated to go in and froze in the moment, was a voice called up. He looked back and a tall and slim girl appeared in front of him. Wow, this girl is so tall, he couldn't help but marvel in his heart. Settling his mind, he asked suspiciously

"Classmate, what is it."

She was slightly shy, apparently she didn't have much of a habit of talking to strangers either, and after inking for a while said,

"Uh. Senpai, where is building 4 please, I'm a freshman."

She did not forget to add a sentence. It turned out to be a freshman asking for directions, he naturally pointed in the direction. And the girl looked at the direction hesitated for a moment, moved her mouth, seemed to have something else to say, or did not move. He looked at her in disbelief, and the girl said, somewhat less kindly,

"I'm not too sure of the exact location, please lead the way, okay?"

He got it all at once, slightly embarrassed that he was letting a freshman know what he meant by pointing in the direction he was pointing, what a brain that had been baked by the blazing sun and was nothing but mush. He nodded. At this time, he noticed that the skinny girl actually with a back erhu dragging suitcase and a bag, so skinny little thing stood in front of her luggage, looks even more skinny. A girl actually brought so many things by herself, heartily admiring. He had a mind to ease his slowness just now and said in a slightly apologetic tone:

"Let me help you lighten up a bit, you're a girl. The instrument goes on my case, it's not heavy."

Hurriedly helped her take the instrument and put it on, his own case, and yanked another case from the girl's hand, not waiting for the girl's reaction to go forward.

After a few steps forward, the feeling seems to be no one to follow, turn around and look at her still in the same place, helplessly shook his head, this girl is really a little stupid

"still stupid to stare at what, and then do not keep up, I'll steal all the things Oh."

At this time the girl also over God, and hastily a burst of jogging to follow up.

"The beginning of school is still early, how to come so early"

"Want to familiarize themselves with the environment, so they came early"

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Early in the morning, a crisp whistle of "shhh" screamed through the sky, awakening the still-sleeping world. He opened his eyes, ears from time to time came rhythmic one two one two slogans, think carefully, it is estimated that the new students began to start military training. People who thought that the university was relieved, have them suffer from the ministry, thought of this can not help but slightly curved the corner of the mouth. Huh? Then, that stupid girl will not also have to suffer? The thought of that girl, it seems that his smile deeper.

The days of military training, one of the college entrance examination favorites the whole a little wilted, the future of the motherland's great flowers, now one by one like a defeated rooster, into the school before the proud complacency also do not know where to go. He knew it was tiring and hard, for he had come to the same thing. He struggled to find the girl, a bunch of people all wearing the same clothes, all tanned just as evenly from a few days of sunshine. It didn't seem like it would be easy to find someone in this crowd, but it wasn't hard for him. Perhaps thanks to her tallness, he caught a glimpse of the slouching girl at the back of the crowd, yes, it was her. That figure he didn't know when had stuck in his mind. He couldn't help but laugh at her funny look, the girl didn't know if she sensed something or not, she raised her eyes and saw him, lifted her chin with a threatening expression and made a sneaky pinching motion. He laughed even more cheerfully in his heart, but did not dare to do too obvious in front of the girl, turned to leave. The afternoon sun does not seem to be merciful, he also felt the sweat seems to be getting more and more, suddenly thought, she that, it must be very hot. Rushed to buy a bottle of chilly drink, he specially pulled out from the innermost part of the freezer, the coldest, and I do not know if it is useful in such a hot and scorching sun. He walked by the girl's class square and greeted her for attention, the girl clearly had no idea what he was trying to do, her gaze kept moving with him. He gave the girl a wink, placed the iced drink under a shady tree, gestured and walked away. The girl looked far away from the bottle of drink, at the moment even lazy to forget, she, smiled, very sweet and sweet, just like the light green sign of the coffee hut, the memory of the cup of coffee.

Also just a few days between the summer heat seems to be sent away, the sun also became kind, lost the previous day's charm. He raised his head to look at the sky, the sky is very blue and blue, white clouds scattered scattered, endless empty, and looked at the playground, there are a lot of people in the sun, such a weather just lying in this playground to bathe in this lazy sunshine, and occasionally blowing through a trace of breeze, is also extremely good. But this is just to think about it, retracting his sight, he took two steps and made one step towards the dormitory building.

"Hey, University President Xu, not so much."

A familiar voice entered his ears, and without looking, the outline of that girl already flashed in his mind. It is not yet time for the new students to start school, where are so many newcomers to ask questions, and who else besides her would call him senior and still have his last name in a row. Once he turned around, as he thought it was that girl. The girl smiled lightly and was sitting on the ground looking at him with a leisurely face, with two books beside her, she shook the book in her hand and waved at him. He walked straight over,

"I say this schoolgirl, you are quite good at enjoying yourself, so leisurely."

"That's right, I have to. You have something urgent?"

"Not really", he shook his head helplessly, and did not talk about what directly sat next to the girl. Picked up a book and flipped through it,

"You like Yu Qiuyu?"

"Yes, very much like his prose, very cultural." The girl spoke of her idol with a proud expression of complacency.

"What a coincidence, I like it too, don't mind enjoying the sunshine together enjoying your book." He didn't seem to be ready to wait for her answer, already reading it himself. The girl nodded softly and buried her head in her book again. He swept the girl a few times with his unintentional afterglow, his phrase nice coincidence not simply referring to that one book. The previous scan had already noticed the somewhat familiar books, the authors' names he had already guessed, all his favorite authors. He secretly thought to himself, actually preferring the exact same few authors, it really was a good coincidence, a coincidence that he hadn't voiced that point.

Lazy time always passes quickly, the sun was already approaching the mountains, he looked up at the sunset to see the time, three hours brushed past, he got up and moved his stiff body. At that moment a coffee aroma wafted in and filled the air, it smelled so good that he couldn't help but inhale a couple more puffs. Then he wondered where the smell of coffee came from on the playground, looked around and found that the "culprit" was picking up a thermos cup and drinking it in small sips, with a very enjoyable expression. The girl's expression of enjoyment under the sun, very warm, very warm, reminding him of that day around the corner of the small coffee house, this inexplicable very warm feeling. The girl put down her cup and looked at him, seemingly feeling a little puzzled.

"No activity all afternoon, go, take you somewhere." His firm eyes, seemingly not to be refused. Perhaps it is really sitting all afternoon, too much want to activity, the girl did not refuse, pick up things and follow him. Round and round the corner, turned the corner, came to the coffee house with the light green sign. There was no hesitation this time, pushing the door in. Ordering two cups of coffee, the two found a seat by the window and sat down.

"What made you think of coming here?" The girl asked, confused.

"Nothing, just thought of it and asked you to come along." He looked at the girl and cast his eyes out the window again. Coffee was quickly served, hot air wafting from the cups, still perfumed and seemingly smelling better than before, with a hint of sweetness. The girl said, that day, she saw him walk to the door of this coffee shop, and stopped, long time did not move, soul out of body general. She had actually been thinking what was wrong with this kid, silly huffing and puffing. He grunted, interrupting the girl and said:

"So you're still asking me for directions?"

"? It's fine if there's someone else on the street." The girl's frank answer left him clueless; it seemed that he would always have the upper hand when it came to her. He couldn't help but laugh out loud as he remembered the girl who had struggled to pull her luggage that day, the girl who had blushed at the question. The girl asked him what he was laughing at. He said, you were no better that day, asking for directions that blush. He also wanted to say further, but was the girl a grabbed his arm, two fingers together, twisted up, face threatening leather smile look

"You still dare to say, remember not?"

How did he know that the girl will come to this hand, gradually feel the pain, the strength of the force from small to large, know that the stalemate will not be of any benefit, and hastened to sue for mercy, completely forgotten. The girl only then let him go. Seems to be a few toss and turn, can not stand this coffee aroma, he violently drank a mouthful, light brown liquid through the mouth, flow through the throat, the whole body's cells are feeling this texture, so sweet, this coffee is so sweet, that flavor he later always remembered. Outside the window people hurried past, one by one, brushing shoulders, without any sound, lingering. He suddenly felt that their encounter that day was really so bloody, just like the encounter of the hero and heroine of a domestic TV drama, just as bloody. Of course these words he did not dare to say out in front of the girl, just now has already suffered a loss, how can not learn a lesson. He blew hot air like a child, and took another sip of coffee, it was good, really. A few clerks by the counter, now and then came a small laugh, seems to be talking about, this young couple is quite interesting.

Then later, meet together for dinner, shopping together, together with the world, talk about the world, together in the library, of course, more rare is to go to that little coffee house together. Everything was so natural, it seemed that it was like this before, not changed in the slightest because of the intrusion of one person into the life of another. After class, it was natural for him to go to her, and when she saw him coming, she would greet her friends and leave early, as if it was an agreement. Rainy days he was ready to hold an umbrella, she immediately took over the books in his hands, eating, full of oil in his mouth, paper towels are always timely to hand in front of, and what she likes to eat, he always do not have to ask for her to point good, for her to buy the water is always considered to be room temperature, favorite coffee he can always remember. I have to say that they are very tacit understanding, tacit understanding to lovers in general. All people think they have been together for a long time, often joke about them, but he and she know very well. They did what lovers do, but he never showed his heart to her, nor did he ask her, to be his girlfriend. He seemed to feel that it would be fine if that was all there was to it. People around him wondered why he didn't stay together if he was so used to doing the same things with her, maybe if he took that small step forward, he could stay so used to it. Sometimes, he also thought so, directly together how beautiful ah, but after he was a cut and dried messy thoughts, but never took that step, he himself do not understand, perhaps too afraid of losing it, friends for a long time, lovers are easy to lose. Very far-fetched explanation, but he himself is so comforting himself, walk and then see it. And the girl has also asked him sideways, why not do her boyfriend. He repeatedly stammered through, said, is it now this is not good? The girl heard, and did not ask again.

Not a few days into the late fall, probably due to seasonal changes, this day, the weather is not very good, hazy days, dark clouds, a sad expression. The sky is very dark, there is a kind of illusion that will swallow people, stuffy, very depressing, it seems that it is going to rain, not a good weather, he looked at the sky and shook his head. He went to look for her as usual, as soon as he left the house, the wind was blowing furiously outside, the sound of the angry wind, it made people feel cold, he tightened his clothes against the wind and continued to rush. He waited downstairs for quite some time before the girl came out without a fuss. He felt that there was something about the girl that was different from usual, familiar yet unfamiliar, but what exactly, he could not perceive. Vaguely, there was a slight air of uneasiness. Maybe this weather is too low, make himself a little nervous, blind think what. He shook his head with an effort, pulling back his pulled-tight top coat so he could clear his head in the wind. The two of them walked forward in aimless silence, though not a word was said between them, and they were silent to each other. He found the atmosphere odd and depressing, like the feeling this weather brought, dark clouds over the city. He tried hard to tell a joke to ease the situation, but couldn't think of a suitable paragraph. It seemed to be too long a silence, the girl paused, wanting to speak. Still, she pulled him back and whispered:

"Let's separate. No, perhaps for you, we were never together."

She looked a little self-deprecating and laughed bitterly. It was like an instant explosion of dynamite, and all at once he was a little flustered, and he hurriedly tried to explain, he tried to tell her that it wasn't like that, it wasn't what she thought it was. This moment seemed to be too long, and even stood still, ten thousand words in the heart overflowing, want to say a thousand words this moment but do not know how to speak. The girl sighed, sank her tone and said slowly:

"You still can't speak. I'll finish the latter words at once, so don't interrupt. You know, I have feelings for you, and you should have them for me as well. Yet, you have never opened your mouth. I have also thought about when you can be a little firmer and take a step forward, we may be different, maybe we will hold hands, but only think about it, after all, today is our reality. I also thought about giving you time to think about whether to stay friends or lovers, while I waited time and time again with no results. You have told me countless times about an outcome, but I don't believe it and still want you to move on. Since that day I was just tired of waiting to get the answer you had in mind, and I think I've learned the result. Your answer makes me go back and think carefully, maybe we really are not suitable, simply can not go I want you into that step. Saying you're actually stupid. I know you'd do it all if I said so, but that doesn't make sense and isn't what I want. In the eyes of outsiders, every time we walk very close to each other, but I feel that you and my heart are so far apart, while I try hard to get closer, you repeatedly run away, you seem like the person who always walks in front of me, and I desperately try to catch up, want to walk side by side, and can never keep up with your footsteps. Maybe fate is too shallow, we can only be friends. Maybe it would be better for us to be friends, and simpler, and we wouldn't have to worry about it so much, and maybe one day in the future we'll figure it out, and we'll both need time to think it over."

She said a long paragraph, one that should have been brewing for a long time. The boy was clearly unable to react, as if he had been struck by lightning, and just froze. If not for the reality crashed into the dream and the dream ruptured, maybe he thought he could go on like this and never wake up. I don't know how long it took, the wind was blowing, the leaves were flying all over the sky, and it seemed to be even colder. He said, quite cold, let's go to a cup of coffee. The girl did not refuse, and there is no reason to refuse.

They still came to the corner of the coffee hut, light green signboard, even though the outside so dim, the hut inside is still warm and soft. As usual, they ordered two cups of coffee, and he still remembered her favorite flavors and seating habits, which were no longer useful. They sat opposite each other and looked at each other, speechless. Coincidentally turned to the window, the sky is dark, suddenly pouring rain, gusty winds, pedestrians, one by one, running in a panic, as early as possible to find a place to hide from the rain. A pair of men and women in the distance in a hurry, the rainstorm, the boy tried to open his jacket to help the girl block the rain, and the girl bent over like a bird to hide in the boy's arms, this scene seems to be a movie. Approaching from a distance, they walked away again and disappeared into the rain. Rain hitting the glass window, thumping straight, seems to be a rhythm. Dots of raindrops, more and more, merged and pooled and flowed unchecked on the window. It was not known when, he felt that his vision began to become blurred, and something wanted to flow along with this current.

"Remember our first encounter? At that time, you were really shy." His low voice seemed a little melancholy, he did not turn his head, still staring out the window. The girl nodded softly hmmm. Under the bright sunshine that day, the cozy coffee hut, a glowering teenager, a young girl dragging heavy luggage, so met, that time was so beautiful, that light that wind even that one leaf is enviable. He cut off the memories, turned his head, picked up a cup of coffee, took a sip, so bitter, a kind of bitter deep in the heart.

Sometimes love is just around the corner, not a second earlier or later, the time is just right. Missed a second, will be rubbing shoulders with strangers, and encounter acquaintance and love, only that one second, has been destined. Perhaps some people are destined to say, in the end, we did not together.