Chapter 2 Feng Jin

"Ahh The clock on the wall had already reached 4 o'clock, and the time agreed with Feng Jin was approaching.

"Hey, are you listening!"

"Hmm" eyes moved from the phone to me and back again.

"Forget it," I sighed, "I still have something to do, so I'll leave first." "Get up and get the coat on the side" By the way, the story isn't over—"

"Huh?"

"So—I'll talk about it next time," he said, smiling and shutting the door.

”......“

In the winter of the north, there is a dragon indoors, a worm outdoors, and when you come out, you will know what is the baptism of nature, so that I, who has always wanted to be polite, know who is my father. Fortunately, I was prepared, and when I touched my bag, I took out two warm babies in my pocket, one after the other, and my heart suddenly felt a lot more comfortable.

"Winter is wonderful....."

The exhaled heat flew like auspicious clouds, disappeared like magic, and when it met my cold hand, it turned into silent tears, shook off, and scattered in all directions, becoming mud under my feet.

Feng Jin and I were in a café

It's quiet and a soothing place, and the flower beds outside the store are planted with bushes of spring flowers, so much so that the store is hidden.

Walk through an alley and turn a corner, and you can see turquoise waves dotted with yellow sprays. In this cold winter, the moon is also unusual, the spring flowers are blooming, but the spring is still early.

Warm tones meet cool tones to create a vibrant picture.

Naturally, it's magical.

Pushing the door in, the crisp bell of "jingle bell" sounded, and Feng Jin had not yet come. He's a punctual guy and I'm early.....

Sitting in the window seat, you can just see the spring flowers outside, custard and creamy, just born, cute and tight. The wind blew and blew at first, and the little flower swayed messily and weakly, clinging to the vine, which was its dependence.

..........

A moment later, I saw him in the distance through the window, an elegant and gentle man. He saw me, hooked his lips and smiled slightly, the spring sun was warm.

The "jingle bell" door opened, and he walked in.

The watch on the wrist is exactly 4:30, and the score is exactly the same.

Feng Jin is a punctual person.