Night.

After dinner, Azusa Enomoto had already left.

It was dark.

Because the dark clouds have gathered again, although they can't be seen, the dark sky always makes people feel a little depressed.

It's not a good feeling.

Qingming didn't like it very much, so he helped out and used Taoism.

The rain was falling.

It's not big, but the floor gets wet quickly.

The people who were still hanging outside also ran in the direction of their homes, cursing the sudden rain and the inaccurate weather forecast.

"A rain, trapped me here, your indifferent expression ......"

Qingming sat at the counter of the coffee shop, humming a song, looking at the ancient books in his hand, and he did not have the slightest consciousness of doing something bad.

Although this is not a bad thing.

Recently, the temperature has been on the low side, and it is raining again, which makes it feel a little cold.

However, cold weather may be more suitable for sleeping.

"Ding!"

While Qingming was humming a song and studying Taoism, the door of the store was pushed open, and a figure appeared there.

Azusa Enomoto is not there.

So Qingming could only raise his head and take a look.

A girl I don't know.

Long straight black hair, looks like a college student, not pretty, upper-average, and has a relatively ordinary appearance and temperament.

This is the most common person in the world: ordinary people.

So, Qingming put down the book, stood up, left the counter, and greeted him with a smile on his face.

"Welcome."

Anyway, he is also a coffee shop owner, and he can still do things to entertain guests.

Take the girl and sit down in your seat.

"What do you need?"

"Can you give me a cup of hot water?"

The girl asked.

After speaking, he looked at Qingming, and without waiting for him to speak, he added directly.

"Bring me another cake, the most ...... The cheapest. ”

Cheapest?

Qingming tilted his head slightly and looked at the young girl carefully.

But I didn't think much about it.

"Okay, please wait."

smiled.

Turn around and walk to the back kitchen.

I poured a cup of hot water, took a random cake, put it on the tray and served it out directly.

Cheap is not cheap, Qingming does not understand.

Prices, new kinds of cakes, new blends of coffee, etc., these are all in charge of Enomoto Azusa, and Qingming never asks.

Go outside.

Hot water and cake were brought to the young girl.

Then stood aside and did not leave.

This seemed to make the girl a little confused, and she turned her head and looked at him with a wink.

He just had a smile on his face.

"Excuse me, do you need three cups of Meng Po soup coffee?"

“？”

"One cup of refreshing, two cups of never getting tired, three cups of immortality, and drinking three cups in a row can also fulfill a wish."

Qingming said so.

The smile on his face seemed to be a little brighter.

"Do you need three cups of Meng Po soup coffee?"

“？”

The girl's face still had a puzzled expression.

Also, people who have come here for the first time and have never heard of that urban legend suddenly hear such words, and they are full of doubts and unresponsive expressions.

After all, it's refreshing, immortal or something, and it can also fulfill wishes......

What coffee just drink three cups?

How easy is it to make a wish come true?

Odd.

This teenager is strange.

But this kind of strangeness is not annoying, maybe this is the so-called middle two disease?

You're so young.

A smile erupted on the girl's face.

"No thanks."

"That's a shame."

Qingming shrugged.

But he didn't say anything, just walked back to the counter and sat down, picked up the ancient books that were put aside, and began to look through them.

The coffee shop, again fell silent.

Qingming was reading a book, and the young girl was drinking hot water and eating cake.

It's still raining.

Time passed slowly, and I don't know how long it was.

Cup of hot water, gradually cooling.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the rain was beating on the window panes with a muffled "popo" sound.

The girl seemed to be in some distress.

Looking through the window, looking at the situation outside, frowning slightly.

Distressed by being stuck here?

Or is it because of something else?

But......

"Everyone is worried about something, and a truly carefree person probably doesn't exist at all."

Even if it's a child.

Although in the eyes of many people, children are carefree, but is this really the case?

Not necessarily.

Even if you are a child, there are things that make them worry about it.

Qingming put down the ancient books.

Stand up, leave the counter, and walk towards the back kitchen.

Good for a while.

He walked out with two cups of coffee and walked straight to where the young girl was sitting.

A smile on his face.

"Don't mind if I sit down here?"

“？”

Looking at the young girl outside, she turned her head and looked at Qingming.

It doesn't seem to react.

He stared at Qingming for a few seconds, and then came back to his senses and nodded quickly.

"Yes."

That's all it takes.

Then, as if he had finally reacted, he hesitated and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to retract his previous words.

But Qingming had already sat down.

He also put a cup of coffee in front of her and looked at her with a smile on his face.

"Please."

"This ......"

"I'll invite you, you're welcome."

The smile on Qingming's face looks sunny and kind.

This seems to have deceived the other party.

The young girl blinked at him, then nodded, squeezing out a smile as well.

"Thank you."

Saying that, he didn't touch the cup of coffee.

Maybe I'm worried about something.

Qingming didn't care, picked up the coffee in front of him, took a sip, and looked at the young girl sitting in front of him.

She was smiling, but she wasn't smiling.

It's just an expression.

Just like Qingming himself, although he always shows a sunny smile to many people, in fact, he is not smiling, but just using that smile to deceive others.

Yes.

This kind of smiling expression is something that many people have.

But let's not talk about that.

"You look like you have something on your mind."

Qingming said so.

Maybe I studied it for too long and wanted to relax, so I came here.

The young girl looked at him and was silent for a moment.

Immediately, he smiled wryly and shook his head.

"The ......"

"I'm the shopkeeper here, Qingming, you can also call me the shopkeeper directly."

"Qingming ......"

The girl seemed thoughtful.

But I didn't think much about it.

Just looking at Qingming with a smile.

"I ......"

Seems to want to say something.

But he didn't say it, maybe he felt that it was difficult to say.

Think about it for a moment.

He sighed softly and continued to speak.

"Do you have any friends?"

"Friends?"

Qingming tilted his head.

There are friends, such as Xiaolan, and for example, the new name Xiang Baoli, these are all his friends.

So he nodded.

"Naturally, there is."

Although compared to other people, the number of Qingming's friends is pitiful.

He had very few friends.

He didn't think it was anything, though.

And the young girl seemed to sigh again.

"Yes."

It's not strange to have friends, but it's weird to have no friends.

But......

"What does a friend mean?"

She asked.

Maybe I don't understand the definition of "friend", or maybe I have encountered some kind of friendship crisis or something, so I feel troubled by this.

However......

"What is a friend......

Qingming also turned his head and looked at the outside world.

It rained all the time.

The rain slapped on the glass and turned into a trickle of streams that meandered down, blurring the view and making it difficult to see what was going on outside.

Humans can't see a lot of things all the time.

"I don't know what a friend is."

Qingming shook his head.

Although he has friends......

Do you really have friends?

I didn't think about it before, but now that I think about it, I suddenly feel that I and Xiaolan may not be really friends.

Perhaps, it's just classmates with a better relationship?