The place chosen for the blind date was in a café, and Lancao stopped outside the café, looking at my mother with some uncertainty, it was indeed this café. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This café is not much different from other cafes. Through the glass windows, you can see everything at a glance from the outside. There were very few people inside, and most of them were quietly flipping through books. The décor in the café is extremely simple, with a bar across the doorway, a TV on the wall, and oldies playing on it. In the corner is a bookshelf with lots of books. The general style of the café is based on the warm color scheme, and the only difference between this café is that it is not as solemn as other cafés. There are a lot of post-it notes on the white walls, all shapes, kittens, flowers, and colors, which are extremely beautiful.

Lancao roughly browsed through all the post-it notes, and they were all vows of love, and her eyes were slightly red. At this moment, the scene is unusually familiar.

It's such a café. However, the café is no longer the same one it used to be, and the people are not the people it used to be.

Tears blurred the sunlight, sitting quietly in the café, drinking coffee.

Mom said let's talk alone, and then come and pick her up when we're done. Lancao stirred the coffee boredly, and listened quietly to the old songs. This song is called Red Rose, an old song by Eason Chan, which was all the rage back then. In the streets and alleys, you can always hear this song. Lancao listened quietly, squinting slightly.

The light and graceful music is constantly recalled in the ears, and it can bring people to the rhythm of the music.

The bitter coffee, the beautiful music, and the first love spread to the heart, and the heart is sad.

Just as Lancao was recalling, a gentle male voice suddenly came from her ear, reminding her that it was time to return to reality.

"Lancao, you're Lancao, why are you crying?" Lan Cao opened her eyes slightly, and met a pair of gentle eyes. This gentle look seems to be able to bring people into a whirlpool, making people unable to extricate themselves.

hurriedly raised his hand to wipe it, and found that his face was soaked with tears, wiped his tears indiscriminately, and barely squeezed out a smile.

"You are Mr. Qiao, sit down, listening to this song, it is inevitable that there will be some touching feelings, and I hope you don't feel weird." Lancao tried to raise a smile and said with a smile.

Qiao An smiled and nodded, then sat down, looked at her stirring the coffee, just sniffed it lightly, and shook her head with a smile, "Miss Lan likes black coffee, is there any painful past in Miss Lan's heart." ”

The fox glanced suspiciously at Joan, how did he know. Joan shrugged her shoulders with a smile and took a sip of Blue Mountain coffee on the table with a smile.

"I'm a psychiatrist, and I'm a coffee lover." Joan smiled, glancing at her face inadvertently.

With a stunned look in his pale face, the hand holding the coffee paused slightly, and looked up at him in disbelief, "You're a psychiatrist." ”

Qiao An hadn't thought of her reaction like this, and was a little puzzled, "Miss Lan, what's wrong." Are you biased against psychiatrists? In fact, most people will have some vague mental diseases, and in foreign countries, these are trivial things at all. Only in China will this mental illness be regarded as a major disease. ”

Hearing this, Lan Cao pursed the corners of her lips, clasped her hands on her chest, leaned back on the chair, and looked straight at him with her eyes.

Qiao An smiled a little helplessly, "Miss Lan, are you refusing to talk to me?" Today we are here to go on a blind date, how to understand each other without talking. ”

With these words, Lan Cao remembered what the hell was going on here today, cleared her throat, put down her hand, and continued to stir the coffee. It's just that the two eyes skimmed over Joan from time to time, looking at him suspiciously.

It made Qiao An very strange, "Miss Lan is looking at me like this, is there something on my face?" ”

Shaking his head, "It's nothing, just a little curious, how can there be a psychiatrist like you." ”

Qiao An raised her hand and touched her face, looking at her a little strangely, "How can there not be a psychiatrist like me." ”

I lowered my head and took a sip of coffee, and couldn't help but want to laugh, "It's too demonic." ”

Demon, indeed, those attractive peach blossom eyes, coupled with the pale face like jade, how can it be a psychiatrist.

The two looked at each other and smiled, Qiao An also put down the coffee, and shook her head helplessly, "This shouldn't be a compliment." ”

Lancao shrugged, "I'm a little straightforward, Mr. Qiao, don't be surprised." ”

The atmosphere was relatively relaxed, the two talked very happily, Qiao An should be regarded as a humorous man, speaking gently and elegantly, always with a shallow smile on his face.

After chatting for about two hours, the two didn't seem to have a good conversation, and Joan's phone kept remembering. The probably reason is that the patients in the inpatient department have a quarrel, and one patient is emotionally unstable and needs him to go back to comfort him.

When the third phone rang, Lan Cao smiled and pointed to his mobile phone, "Mr. Qiao, business is important, in the future, we have a chance to chat, you answer the phone first." ”

Qiao An looked at Lancao with some apologies and pointed to the phone, "Lancao, then I want to go to the hospital, meet you later, and I'll contact you again." ”

Before leaving, Joan drank all her coffee in one gulp and beckoned to the blue grass.

Nodding with a smile, he looked at the coffee in his cup, and took a sip of it. Is it bitter, it's obviously very mellow.

After drinking the coffee, Lancao did not rush to call her mother, but hugged her arms and walked slowly alone. It's not early, it's four o'clock in the afternoon. On the streets, many elementary school students walked by with bags on their backs. Probably after school, Lancao's eyes rolled slightly, and she walked towards the elementary school.

Greeted more smiling children, their smiles are simple, and they have not been infected with any impurities. It makes people feel heartbroken when they look at it.

Standing at the gate of the primary school, Lancao looked at it in a daze, and suddenly, I felt that this place was very familiar, so familiar that everything in the world could be stopped.

Looking at this elementary school, when I was thinking about it, the bluegrass was very unproductive, and she fainted.

In a daze, he actually heard Nanmu's voice, and Lancao tried hard to raise his hand, but his arm was like being poured with lead, and he couldn't lift it at all. Nu Nu mouth, and finally suddenly a few stammering sounds.

"Nan..... Kusunok, is ..... It's you..... ? Lancao muttered quietly, and finally the voice fell into a deep sleep.

In this dream, she dreamed of him, he always liked white shirts and blue jeans, and he wore them so simply that he couldn't hide his handsome face. This scene reappears, and it seems to have returned to the past, Nanmu, are you back, come back to see me. (To be continued.) )