Li Wenguang didn't know how long he slept, but the blazing light of noon pulled him out of his sleep, and when he opened his eyes, he was greeted by empty classrooms and blackboards with white chalk written on them.

The wooden desks and chairs in the classroom were slanted crookedly, as if to vent his dissatisfaction and resentment at the students leaving in a hurry, Li Wenguang stood up and stretched, and put his white palms into his thick black down jacket.

took out the white earphones that he had used for many years, with a gray and shallow feeling on the earphone cable, Li Wenguang plugged the earphones into his mobile phone, and released the song "Forever/at/your/feet" that he liked and was familiar with, Susanna's clean and sad singing voice slowly flowed in Li Wenguang's ears, poured into his body, and integrated into his blood.

Li Wenguang's three-day lunch break is the longest of the city's three high schools, about two hours, and students take advantage of the lunch break to find a clean restaurant with their friends to eat, and then use the rest of the time to do what they like to do.

Diagonally opposite the quaint entrance of the school is a long-running coffee shop, which has been open for more than 50 years, but the wooden decoration of the coffee shop has not been changed for a long time, with green moss on it, and the slightly dilapidated wooden door panel has the word "Souvenir" written in French.

Li Wenguang pushed open the old wooden door with his white palm, and the bell in the wooden door rang softly, jingling, and the golden bell had mottled traces of time, and the sound was also stained with a trace of rust.

The area of the coffee shop is not very large, there are only five tables and ten chairs inside, and there are old rattan chairs next to the table made of black marble, and the soft lines on the rattan chairs and the fine lines on the wooden floor are blended together, giving the quiet and clean coffee shop a warm temperament.

There was a young woman in a black shirt standing in the bar, a pair of deep dimples under the pretty short hair made people fascinated by it, and a coffee-colored apron was wrapped around the front of the black shirt. ”

Li Wenguang nodded, walked to a marble table by the window, and sat on a soft rattan chair, a ray of sunlight shining on Li Wenguang's pale face through the fine lines on the brown glass.

The pretty woman's name is Lin Xiaoxuan, and this shop was originally a coffee shop run by her father, but her father died three years ago, so she quit her old job and took over the coffee shop.

Lin Xiaoxuan took the gray wooden tray, gently put the mocha coffee she had made on it, and shook the silver bell hanging from the ceiling, and the crisp sound pulled Li Wenguang from his fantasy.

Li Wenguang came to his table with a gray wooden tray, gently picked up the coffee and tasted it, the sweet taste was slightly sour and bitter, and the three flavors were mixed in the mouth, mixed into a sweet dream wrapped around Li Wenguang.

The doorbell rang, the old wooden door opened, and in came a beautiful girl and a handsome boy, the girl's eyelashes were extremely long, and the beautiful single eyelid eyes were painted with black eyeliner, which made her eyes more charming, the boy was extremely tall, with a neat round head, and a pair of black sword eyebrows on his handsome face had a vigorous heroic spirit.

The two were stunned when they saw Li Wenguang, and they were a little stunned, they didn't expect anyone to come to such a quiet coffee shop.

"What do you want, two?" Lin Xiaoxuan showed her deep dimples.

"Two lattes." The charming girl said coquettishly.

The tall boy and the charming girl sat at the marble table on Li Wenguang's left, Li Wenguang looked out the window and didn't care about the two of them at all.

"Meng Yao, why didn't you answer my call yesterday?" There was a hint of anger in the tall boy's eyes.

"I have something to do, it's not very convenient, let alone this kind of thing to report to you?" A look of displeasure flashed across the face of the woman named Meng Yao.

"Why, didn't you say you liked me that day?" The tall boy named Zhiyuan said in disbelief.

"I drank that day, I guess I was drunk, and I like you but not love, I just treat you as a friend, if you like me, I can only say I'm sorry." Meng Yao said coldly.

"You lie, do you like to say it so casually?" The tall boy said hysterically.

"I've always lived so casually, and I've said it to a lot of people, and if you're serious, you're naïve." Meng Yao said indifferently.

"No way, I don't believe you're this kind of person, don't you know how much I like you, I can do anything for you." Zhiyuan said excitedly.

Li Wenguang looked at the fine lines on the brown glass, and thought to himself that maybe there are some things like these fine lines, if you don't pay attention to them, you won't notice them, and what you think may not be the same as what you see.

"Are you willing to die for me?" Meng Yao said disdainfully.

"Okay, I'm going to die now." The tall boy walked towards the bar.

"Give me a knife." The tall boy said coldly, seeing Lin Xiaoxuan stunned, Lin Xiaoxuan shook his head gently.

"Why bother?" Lin Xiaoxuan said with a slight smile, with silence in the swirling dimples.

"Because I love her." There was some kind of paranoia in the eyes of the tall boy.

"Don't make a fuss, come and sit down." Meng Yao said angrily.

"Do you love me, then?" The tall boy looked at Meng Yao and said.

"I don't love it." Meng Yao shook her head and said.

"Then I'd better die, so you love me." The tall boy spoke with determination.

"Then you still don't want to die in my shop, after all, the impact on our store is not good, there is a building next to it, the floor is very high, you can jump from it, and it won't affect others if you die." Lin Xiaoxuan smiled slightly and persuaded the tall boy called Zhiyuan.

"Hey, what are you talking about?" Meng Yao said dissatisfiedly with Lin Xiaoxuan's words, obviously she didn't expect the clerks in this coffee shop to be so ruthless.

"Do you want your latte, aren't you going to die, why don't you just make a cup?" Lin Xiaoxuan said indifferently.

"You come and sit down first, and the two of us can talk." Meng Yao's tone softened, and the tall boy returned to his seat and was silent.

"Actually, I have a boyfriend." Meng Yao said solemnly, but no matter how you look at it, it looks like she is deceiving a tall boy.

"No way, I've known you for so long, why haven't I heard that you have a boyfriend?" The tall boy said in disbelief.

"You and I don't stay together every day, why can't I have a boyfriend?" Meng Yao said coldly.

"I won't believe you." The tall boy shook his head resolutely.

"Then how can you believe that I really have a boyfriend." Meng Yao also said resolutely.

"Then you bring him here, if it's true, I won't pester you." The tall boy said firmly.

"Okay, I'll call him over now." Meng Yao snorted coldly.