The purple lights of the café are dim and warm, infectious, and the soothing music creates a sweet atmosphere.

All along, Wen Jinghao just wanted to find a quiet and comfortable place to hide, and chose the café because of its environment.

The taste of coffee was a little strange to him, not the taste he liked, but tonight's coffee, he drank the taste of happiness.

On the wall of the café, there are notes left by young people, all kinds of sweet words, for their lovers.

Wen Jinghao looked at the notes with various appearances and left messages, with pink hearts, which said, I am in love, but without you! There is a blue leaf type, and I don't do anything but miss you!

The corners of Wen Jinghao's mouth rose slightly, he picked up the paper sticker on the table and wrote a few words, Happy Birthday! Tear off one and stick it on the wall.

Raising her eyes to look at the bar, An Lei was still busy, her skillful movements, flexible figure, and serious work appearance were very charming.

"Sorry to keep you waiting." An Lei sat opposite Wen Jinghao, and the waiter brought over half a dozen beers and put them on the table.

"It's okay, there's time on the weekend." Wen Jinghao opened the beer and poured two glasses: "You drink less." ”

"Thank you......" An Lei raised her glass.

"Happy Birthday!"

The two glasses collided together with a crisp sound.

"It's good to have you with you on this year's birthday!" An Lei said and drank it in one gulp.

"Didn't it tell you to drink less?" Wen Jinghao held the wine glass, surprised.

An Lei didn't answer, just looked at Wen Jinghao's glass of wine, and then shook the empty cup in her hand, with a smile in her eyes, charming and moving.

Wen Jinghao tilted his neck and drank the wine in the glass.

At the same age, they are all people who have experienced, experienced hardships, and experienced precipitation.

An Lei's empathetic, intellectual, and open-minded attitude made Wen Jinghao feel a sense of security that he had not felt for a long time.

After the divorce, she left her own city, went away from home, struggled alone, and finally had a world of her own, this difficult experience made Wen Jinghao feel inexplicably distressed in his heart.

Time passed imperceptibly, Wen Jinghao's mobile phone rang, it was his mother calling.

"Mom, downstairs, I'll go back immediately." Wen Jinghao hung up the phone and looked at the time, it was already past eleven o'clock.

"Go back quickly, don't let the old man worry about it."

"Makes you laugh, fifty-year-olds still worry about their mothers."

"Understand, you should feel happy, the old man is here, the home is there, unlike me......" An Lei wanted to speak and stopped, with a trace of tears flashing in her eyes.

"I'm sorry to remind you of your sadness again."

"This kind of thing, everyone will experience, it's just a matter of time or time, just accept it."

"We'll talk when we have time." Wen Jinghao packed up his notebook.

"Okay, let's go back."

"It's a pleasure to meet you!" Wen Jinghao said and walked to the bar, ready to check out.

"It's my birthday today, please drink." An Lei stepped forward and blocked him.

"Okay, let's not take it as an example!"

"Goodbye!" An Lei sent him out.

"Goodbye."

Looking at Wen Jinghao's distant back, An Lei felt a trace of warmth in her heart, this year's birthday was spent with a strange fellow countryman.

In the following days, every weekend afternoon, Wen Jinghao seemed to come to the café as promised.

Sitting by the window, or reading a book, or browsing the news, occasionally stopping to look at An Lei's busy figure, this tacit understanding, this peace, let his wounded heart calm down, settle down, he enjoys this quiet, quiet heart.

"What do you eat for lunch?" An Lei finished her busy work and sat in front of Wen Jinghao: "Is it still a noodle?" ”

"yes, that's it." Wen Jinghao raised his head, smiled, and showed his teeth, still good-looking.

"Lao Shaanxi loves noodles." An Lei smiled, she could understand this kind of eating habit, this was probably a tacit understanding between fellow villagers.

When they are together, it is more about the exchange of ideas, talking about life, talking about philosophy......

Wen Jinghao and An Lei rarely talked about their past, as if they were avoiding this topic.

It's just that they know that they have the same sickness and share similar experiences, but their misfortunes are different.

Slowly getting acquainted, Wen Jinghao will talk about his twenty years of married life very calmly, and those sweet twenty years were told to him in such a way and ended.

An Lei felt distressed when she heard this, and felt distressed that this man had given his enthusiasm to an incomplete woman.

While feeling sorry for this man, I will feel that this kind of thing that only happens in TV series really happened to Wen Jinghao.

"All the flowers in life will wither, and all the withering will be irretrievable, and we have to accept this." An Lei pursed her lips: "The two of them came to the end, but they just got acquainted, and we had to accept all the shortcomings and regrets in life together with life." If we realize this, we will have a sense of calmness in our hearts, and our hearts will be at peace. ”

"There are thousands of tastes in life, and in the end, there is only one taste left, which is helplessness." Wen Jinghao stirred the coffee with a spoon.

"Helplessness itself contains the element of unwillingness, but when we are willing to be unwilling, calm and helpless, and learn to be indifferent to powerless things, helplessness becomes a realm." An Lei looked at the glass in her hand, the water in the cup was pure, colorless and tasteless: "Just like this glass of boiled water, you have to accept the process of it slowly becoming cold, and it will even freeze." ”

"Thank you." Wen Jinghao stretched out his hand and put it on An Lei's hand.

An Lei's body trembled, and she felt the temperature of Wen Jinghao's palm.

I don't know how long it has been without such a warm touch, even if it is a hand-to-hand touch, which is beautiful and soft.

An Lei's lowered eyes trembled, her slightly curled eyelashes flashed, her face was slightly red, and she was indescribably charming under the light.

"An Lei, with you, I have no sense of distance, I want to get close to you, I don't know if it's because of my fellow countryman?" Wen Jinghao's other hand was also placed on An Lei's hand: "With you, I feel very quiet and safe in my heart." When I have time, I want to sit in your café, watch you busy, and chat with you, I don't know if this is love? Wen Jinghao paused and looked into An Lei's eyes.

"Actually, you don't have to be so clear, if you like to chat together, you can chat, if you like each other's existence, you exist, if you like each other's company, you will accompany you, that's it, it's that simple." An Lei bit her lip lightly.

"I want to give you a promise."

"Is commitment important? Don't you think about the original promise? It's still gone. With this mindset of going with the flow, we may go a little further! ”

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