The history of Daning City in Jiang Province can be traced back to Qin, with a history of more than 2,000 years, and it is also one of the places where the historical sites are relatively well preserved. It has a suitable climate, countless towering ancient trees, and mellow water towns, and is also one of the famous tourist attractions of the empire.

Daning City, located in the middle of the southeast coast of the empire, is one of the central cities of the Yangtze River Delta Economic Circle, the economic, financial, logistics, cultural center... An important transportation hub in the southeast of the empire.

There is a river on the side of Xiaoling Street in Wulin District, called Zhangtong River, the river water is clear and slow, and therefore one bank of the river is planted with a clear color of camphor trees, the other bank is planted with a clear color of plane trees, the trees on both sides of the bank are tall and the branches and leaves are lush and lush, the trunk is surrounded by an adult, the tree row is dotted with several kinds of flowers and plants, the wooden fence surrounds, the scenery is not absolutely beautiful and amazing, but it deserves to be comfortable and comfortable.

The first culvert at the end of the Zhangdong River connects the park, there is a sloping plane tree on the side of the culvert, there is a house behind the tree, two floors are built, covering an area of about 80 square meters, on the boxwood sign in front of the black tile house, the lacquer reads 'Xunyuan Coffee Tea' dark green four-character plaque.

The coffee and tea house is not big, but the interior decoration is simple, simple and elegant, and exquisite.

The owner of this teahouse shop is a female international student, a foreigner, named Inoue Fumien. This store is basically made by herself from the location selection, hardware decoration, tea house supporting furnishings, food utensils style, and food selection and matching. This girl who looks weak on the outside is very rare to be stubborn and tenacious on the inside.

There is a very peculiar phenomenon in this shop, and the business is a little weird. There is also a very deformed situation, all the men who come here to drink tea and sit down, and occasionally unaware women enter the store, and they are also quickly fled by the hot eyes.

They get along very well, obviously they know each other's intentions, and they all resent each other, but their performance is still gentle, in order to show their uniqueness, as gentle as possible, and treat people generously, perhaps in order to win a good impression of the shopkeeper.

Today, Inoue Fuen is an hour ahead of the clerk and is housed in the store for daily business. She looked around at everything that was neatly arranged and looked up at the watch on her wrist. Nodding with satisfaction, his long, clear eyes blinked, thinking, it seemed that something was missing... That's right, music.

Delicate, white fingers twitch on the keyboard. Dr. ceiling stereo comes out of the salad instantly. Brightman's characteristic seductive voice is scattered throughout the store.

Inoue was intoxicated by her beautiful voice, as if wrapped in soft tulle. The atmosphere in the store was very comfortable, and she was enjoying it with her eyes closed, interrupted by the 'elegant gentlemen' who heard the sound. Sometimes, Inoue wonders if they're waiting in the park next door...

When she was done, she returned to the bar, her head tilted, her chin folded on the back of her hand, her eyes flashing, and she looked at the door.

When she saw the familiar figure gently pushing the door in, standing behind the chest-length tea table, she greeted nervously:

"Oh hah, Koenni Seven Wow!"

"Hmm... Well? He Dong entered the door casually, heard the greeting, and asked in Fusang language: "You..."

"Oh, I'm sorry sir!" Inoue Fuyuan was full of embarrassment and apology.

"You're... Haven't seen it too much! He Dong asked suspiciously.

"Sorry sir, I'm almost every day! Do you know Fuso? Inoue looked at his handsome face and was slightly flustered.

"Oh, I've been in Fusang for some years, you can call me He Dong!" He Dong said.

"Thank you He Dongjun, my name is Xunyuan, and my surname is Inoue." Inoue Fumien explained calmly.

"Oh, hello!" He Dong nodded, walked to the familiar corner with his notebook and sat down.

"Excuse me, is it the same as before?" Inoue asked softly.

"Hmm... You know that?! He Dong opened his notebook and raised his eyes to ask.

"He Dongjun, please wait!" Smoked Garden tilted his head slightly and walked back to the tea table, preparing the refreshments he needed.

He Dong raised his hand and half-covered his mouth, staring at the blurred figure reflected in the glass. He was hesitating to ask the shopkeeper where this 'weird coffee tea' was made.

"Please use it slowly, He Dongjun!" Inoue Fuyuan moved slowly, placing the gray coarse porcelain teacup and delicate refreshments on the Hedong tea table, and nodding in greetings with his hands clasped on the red sandalwood tray.

"That's... Thank you! He Dong turned around and stopped talking.

"Excuse me, is there anything wrong with He Dongjun?" Inoue asked slightly uneasy.

"Of course not... Can I ask a question, oh, please take a seat! He Dong stretched out his hand to signal.

"Excuse me, what's the problem?" Inoue sat across from Hedong.

"That's right, I've been here for a while, and I've always liked the smoke garden..."He Dong felt that something was wrong, and changed his words: "I'm sorry, don't get me wrong, I mean I've always liked the taste of the smoke garden!" ”

"He Dongjun... If you like it! "Inoue was a little embarrassed, 'What's the difference between liking the fumigation garden and liking the taste of the fumiganza?" She wondered if there was something wrong with herself.

"Excuse me!" He Dong noticed a trace of embarrassment and explained: "That's the case, Miss Inoue, I drank this kind of tea when I was a child, but I didn't know it at the time, the strange thing is that after drinking it once, I can't forget it, so I secretly drank it several times for this, and was reprimanded by my sister, and then I heard my sister say that it was a kind of tea that she specially learned from her aunt and brewed for her grandfather..."

"What does He Dongjun mean?" Inoue asked suspiciously.

"With all due respect, this tea of yours tastes very similar to my sister's brew, and I've tried it many times, but it didn't work... That's the main reason I'm here with you, so I'm sorry! He Dong sincerely apologized.

"He Dongjun... Want to know how to make this tea, or do you want to know how to make this tea? Inoue asked.

"What's the difference?" He Dong asked.

"It's a different He Dongjun!" Inoue replied.

“...”

'It's different, what's the difference, boiling this tea and this boiling tea... It's the same, but what is it? Environment? Or the state of mind of a tea drinker...' He Dong thought for a while, suddenly realized, and apologized:

"Thank you, I took the liberty of it!"

"He Dongjun, please use it slowly!" Inoue got up and nodded back.

"Oh, by the way, Smoked Garden Coffee Tea... Smoke Garden... This is Miss Inoue's name, is this store owned by Miss Inoue? He Dong asked.

"Yes, He Dongjun, it started business a year ago!" Inoue replied.

"Thanks again, thank you!" He Dongdao.

"Shhhh This..."The eyes of several men who came early were about to pop out, and they were simply dumbfounded, as if they were collectively suffering from pink eye.

"Shameless this buddy?"

"And such an 'ingenious' way to hook up?"

Several people looked for comfort in each other, and their expressions exchanged.

"Aren't we too gentlemanly (cowardly) before?"

"Too... Uh, too upright (self-righteous)? ”

"Originally, the owner 'Sakura' was generally 'welcoming' to everyone, although occasionally he just said 'thank you for your care, please use it slowly!' But anyway, everyone is the same word, no more, no less, even the punctuation marks are the same. ”

"That's it, why did you shamelessly talk a lot of nonsense as soon as you came up, even your grandfather moved out, and you still show off your wealth from generation to generation?"

"Look at your hateful face, and the shopkeeper 'Sakura' still returns the color? Didn't the shopkeeper find out that this guy's motives were not pure? ”

"This is not going to work, this is absolutely not going to work!" In the eyes of the citizens of the empire who pursue equality, this is a blatant challenge to the bottom line of their 'alliance'.

Whether it is seeking sensual stimulation or soothing the 'wounds' of the pure soul, they have begun to silently agree and decide to fight together. Eliminate this despicable guy who dares to blaspheme the goddess in his heart with his strength.

This man's war never burns easily, but it burns inexplicably. This is not the same as a woman being angry, which is elusive.

After Inoue returned to the tea table, he looked at him at the laptop screen, not moving for a long time, and his heart was a little sour.

It's been almost a year since this first good conversation began, and it's just a hindrance to my self-esteem... I can't help but be a little stunned, but after all, it's still a conversation, isn't it, and I know his name. Thinking like this, her mood rose a little higher, so much so that she didn't hear the clerk next to her say hello.

The clerk Xiao Xin put down the bag, and her little hand gently patted Inoue's arm, motioning for her to take a look at what was happening over there. Inoue Fuyuan came back to his senses, turned his face, and couldn't help but smile. This smile made the two 'allies' who happened to not be in the 'justice' team stand on the spot, and their unenlightened mouths whispered: The cherry blossoms have bloomed...

The small forces that came to purge were deflated and left. Because He Dong's long silence made them want to get angry, but they couldn't find a reason to stand up. There has to be a reason for the shrew to scold the street, phew! Bah! No, the two countries are at war and must not wave the banner of the righteous army and stand on the peak of morality?!

"Let's get in touch with it in the future!" They all forcibly suppressed their anger. After getting dressed and smiling, he sat down heavily in his café.

He Dong inexplicably used silence to drive away the people who came to disturb him, shook his head, took out the photos in the notebook at hand, and his smile gradually gentle.

One afternoon four years ago, the sunset was hidden in the tall banyan trees, and the light was shining through the gaps in the wide plantain leaves. The breeze was gentle, and the red-tipped leaves of the camphor tree quietly fell on his shoulders, some of them swirled, and they fell into the water to make a circle of ripples. He Dong, who was riding nearby, was inadvertently attracted by a figure on the corner of the street when he was resting in the car. The light blue plain dress, a pair of white flat shoes on the soles of the feet, and the calm and knowing smile on the corner of the street...

At that moment, He Dong's heart was confused, as if he had been hammered hard, and he could clearly hear the irregular trill, stirring in his chest. After a long time, he slowly came back to his senses, where could he find this glimpse again.

After searching for a few days to no avail, I returned in frustration, and I couldn't eat for months.

Before setting off on the ride again, he routinely sorts out the riding electronics, battery status, memory status, and writes a cruising log.

He Dong is very meticulous in his preparation every time he rides, and after replacing the front and rear tires, he was sweating and wiping his face. The picture on the computer screen attracted him like a Fuso love war movie. He Dong's eyes brightened instantly, and that glimpse had already been recorded by the recorder on the bicycle.

He threw away what he was doing and hurriedly retrieved the footage, even if it was only for a brief second, which would be a century for him. Overjoyed, he hugged the bicycle recorder and kissed him a few times, jumping and jumping. After calming down for a while, he began to process the images, focusing on the details like an expert in restoring ancient calligraphy and paintings. Finally, a clear freeze-frame shot was printed. The photo is placed on the table and placed in his heart, and every time he sees the photo, his heart is tugged.

Later, I went to southern Yunnan several times to search, but there was no trace at all, and the photo I am holding in my hand now is the strings that always pluck He Dong's heart. As soon as I see her, I will be agitated and I don't know why.

He Dong came back to his senses and began to continue combing his old days, and his brows began to twist together. It took him three years to find out the real cause of his sister's death, and another year to prove his conclusions, and the cruel thing is that all the clues and evidence he collected showed the correctness of his conclusions.

This year, his psychology has undergone a fundamental change, when all the clues are clear again, he buried his head deeply, his shoulders trembled slightly, and he kept whispering: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

"He Dongjun... You... Where is it uncomfortable? Inoue stood uneasily on He Dong's side, looking at his painful appearance, and asked softly.

He Dong didn't answer her, maybe he didn't hear her.

"He Dongjun... He Dongjun! Inoue was a little anxious.

"It's okay, I'm fine..."He Dong lowered his head and quickly packed up his things and left.

Inoue Xunyuan picked up the white card that He Dong had slipped in a hurry, couldn't catch up with him at the start, looked at his back, and prayed silently.

She turned her eyes to see the image behind the card, and her head went blank...

She kept recalling the sad expression on He Dong's face, and gradually blurred her eyes, Qi Qi Wanwan...

I don't know what to do, I hide in the middle of nowhere, and I find that there is spring rain everywhere...