"Yo, great writer, I haven't seen you come for coffee for a long time, and I thought you moved away to create with peace of mind. Ah Tao said to the bearded young man, although Ah Tao was surprised that this guest had not appeared for half a month, but the work in his hands still did not stop.

Not brewing coffee, nor making fruit tea drinks, Ah Tao is just sticking coffee beans that have been sitting for a long time on the outside of the mug. Of course, this cup will not be used for drinks, but can only be used as an ornament, but Li Wei has no objection to this.

This is not the first time Ah Tao has made such decorations, above the wine cabinet behind the bar, there is a special grid used to place these decorations made by Ah Tao. According to Li Wei, this is also a way to cultivate his own coffee shop culture.

"I've been thinking about new books lately, and my biological clock has been disrupted, and the takeaway guy is probably scared of delivering takeaways, hehe. The young man came to the bar and sat down, this was the earliest time he had come to the Fate Café, it was only half past ten, and there were naturally other customers next to him, but since it was a bar, he couldn't get a seat.

"It's good to be inspired, but you also have to pay attention to your body, which is the most important thing. Ah Tao looked like an old Chinese medicine doctor, "What, what kind of coffee do you want to drink today?" ”

"I don't need coffee, I'm going to go to bed early tonight, I'm really tired lately trying to catch up, and I have to rest for a day or two. The young man looked at the menu, and it didn't seem to have much of the drink he was used to. The drink he drank the most was probably either Red Bull or Dongpeng Special Drink.

He does drink coffee, but it is not as frequent as Red Bull and Dongpeng. When it comes to refreshing, young people believe that coffee is still inferior.

"Then have a hot cocoa. "Young people made a choice.

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For thousands of years, every day and night, we have faced the world and the people of this world in different identities and different ways. I want to get tired of this kind of life, but I can't get tired of it, it's something I don't have in my box.

The so-called fate, in fact, there is no way to change, even for me, the only thing that changes is whether the result is moved forward or delayed.

One path, two choices, three directions, four expectations.

People expect their choices to change the trajectory of their destiny, hahaha, in fact, all roads lead to the same end, there will be no change they should have expected, watching people struggle is an activity that will always be comfortable, even I don't know what comfort is.

The dark green pupils looked at the two dead children sitting at the table in silence, and their slender fingers tore off the pages of the book, which was Shakespeare's "Hamlet". After tearing up the illustration on the back cover, Fate suddenly laughed silently and snapped his fingers.

The screen began to spin again.

"It's not as delicious as it used to be, but eating something is always pleasant, isn't it?" Long Jun opened the box containing the egg tart, the egg tart was completely cold, Long Jun frowned, she remembered that Che Beihao liked it with a little residual warmth.

Che Beihao didn't notice this, and now he didn't think about the irrelevant question of whether the egg tart had residual warmth, he just picked it up, ate it, picked it up, and ate it.

After eating three tarts in a row, he suddenly remembered that the girl in front of him hadn't eaten yet, "I'm sorry, I'm thinking about something, I've eaten too much." ”

"I bought it for you to eat, and it doesn't matter if you eat it all alone. ”

Che Beihao stopped and stared at Long Jun, Long Jun was very nervous when Che Beihao stared at him so closely, and the words he had thought of to comfort him forgot all for a while.

"Are you losing weight?" stared at it for a long time before Che Beihao said something that made her cry and laugh, and sure enough, a dead child could only be a dead child, and she still couldn't notice anything at all.

"Do you like Xie Chenxi very much?" When Che Beihao finished eating the last tart, Long Jun finally mustered up her greatest courage, although it was not a glorious thing to take advantage of people's danger, but she didn't care about the so-called brilliance or disgrace, all she needed was to break through the high wall and enter the heart of this dead child.

When the dead child heard Long Jun's words, he fell silent again, as if he was thinking about how to answer the question.

He already had the answer, she thought, but he didn't dare to tell the truth, and people would always be cautious and hesitant to maintain some fragile hope, fearing that one step forward would cause fragile relationships to collapse.

Che Beihao is like this, and Long Jun is also like this.

"It doesn't matter who I like, it's a question of who likes me. Long Jun heard that this decadent dead child was pretending to be deep for no reason, and originally wanted to complain that this was not what Lu Mingfei said in Jiangnan's "Dragon Clan II", but seeing the decadence on the face of this dead child, if even she hit him, then who would comfort him?

Xie Chenxi: Don't make such international jokes, she should be lying in the arms of the boy she likes now, talking about topics that only couples can talk about.

"Someone will like you, maybe you just don't know it, maybe she's right in front of you. In the face of such a depressed Che Beihao, Long Jun exhausted the courage he had just mustered up and couldn't say this sentence.

"I'm sorry. After Long Jun left, Che Beihao only had this sentence to say.

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End of full text. After the young man typed these three words, he completely relaxed, and in the recent period, he had really put a lot of effort into the book "Dead Child". It's finally finished, and it's probably the most difficult step, but it's not over yet, and completing the first draft is only the first step, and young people still understand.

The next step is to find a publisher or editor while making preliminary changes, and even if you find an editor and publisher, there will be many revisions. The threshold for publication is much higher than that of online articles, and he is not a 'well-known online writer', he has no fame and a large number of potential book buyers, and the publishing house will definitely review it very strictly.

But that's none of his business for now.

The young man remembered the girl he saw in the café a few days ago, the girl was sitting alone at the bar, talking and laughing with the barista Ah Tao, but when facing him, she looked very cold.

The girl is very beautiful, at least in the perception of young people, and her personality is also quite in line with the male protagonist of the harem in his serialized online articles, and it is a little bit exciting, but he knows what his current situation is, and he is embarrassed to go over to talk to him.

In his bones, he is also the same as Che Beihao, he is just a coward.