It's a modern metropolis with bustling streets and crowded crowds.

In addition to the various troubles that will never go away, there are also joys and sorrows that are staged all the time. And the actors who perform these stories are everyone who lives on earth.

At this moment, it was a sunny afternoon, and Xi'er sat lazily in front of the glass window of the café, looking at the red men and green women who were shuttling outside.

"I also want to be like them, where I can go shopping, shop, and watch movies without restrictions."

Xi'er thought silently, but the envy in her eyes continued to expand.

"It turns out that God is really unfair! It only gave me hearing, but it forgot the ability to give me sounds. But no matter how good your hearing is, you can't speak, what's the use? I couldn't communicate with anyone, so I had to stay honestly in the store. ”

Outside the window, the crowd was still flowing, and Xi'er was getting more and more lost. She stirred a cup of unsweetened black coffee to hide her infinite melancholy.

When she was two years old, a serious illness deprived her of the right to speak. It is precisely because of this that her family opened the "Aishang" café for her to pass the time of boredom.

It's okay like this, she is a unique girl, no matter what happens, she won't complain, and she looks calm and indifferent, like an angel who has fallen into the mortal world.

Xi'er likes to drink her own ground coffee, because hand-ground coffee tastes better than ground coffee, and secondly, this feeling makes her feel very relaxed. Every time she tastes coffee in a sober white dress, all the staff in the store lose their minds.

"Wow, our boss is simply a fairy who doesn't eat fireworks in the world!"

"That's it, I'm so beautiful, I want to drink that cup of coffee for her."

"Okay, you still want to drink the boss's coffee? Why don't you turn into the coffee in her cup? ”

"A big beauty like our boss must be the dream lover of countless men, but it's a pity that she can't speak......"

Xi'er heard everyone's discussion clearly, and every time, she chose to laugh it off.

Can you cry without laughing? Besides, what they said was the truth, she could have married a man who was as gentle as jade, and said love words that only belonged to them for the rest of her life, and they loved each other and depended on each other until they grew old.

It's a pity that the wish of "holding the hand of the son and growing old with the son" will not be realized in her life. Her feelings have always been accurate.

Xi'er's idea is simple, she just wants to live quietly alone, the hustle and bustle of the city is enough to be annoying, she doesn't want to add to the annoyance.

She really thought so before she met Wen Lang, but she couldn't hide from the destined encounter......

Wen Lang is a white-collar worker in a high-end office building, as his name suggests, he is handsome. He has a happy home, a virtuous wife, and a baby who is about to be born.

A satisfying job, a warm and happy family, and cute and smart children, all these make Wen Lang feel very content.

The decoration of the "Aishang" café was designed by Xi'er herself, which is simple, subtle and restrained, just like she is indifferent.

In addition to designing the decoration herself, she also put a transparent glass bottle on each table, filled with water sprinkled with rose petals.

Ciel tells her brother that the bottle is for secrets.

Every guest who comes here can write down the secret they don't want to tell on a piece of paper, and then put the note in this bottle until the water in the bottle gradually dilutes the handwriting on the note, and slowly disappears until it disappears without a trace.

In this way, everyone who has a secret will feel a sense of relief.

Hill wants everyone to be happy when they come out of here, and she names these bottles "Relief Bottles".

Her favorite thing to do every day is to sit alone in the corner of the café in her spare time, cleaning the water-soaked notes in the bottle and looking at the busy people in the office building opposite.

Every time she stared, a little sadness appeared on her beautiful cheeks.

Because of the "Anxiety Bottle", everyone likes to come to her café, and Wen Lang is the same. Several times, he came with his wife.

Each time, he would order a "cappuccino" for his wife, which she loved to drink; Each time, Ciel would also give them a delicate little gift.

Wen Lang and Ci'er gradually become acquainted, and he will ask Ci'er to teach him sign language, and his clumsy appearance often makes Xi'er laugh.

Wen Lang also told Xi'er what was on his mind, and whenever he talked about his wife, he was affectionate. Xi'er saw everything in her eyes, moved and sad.

A focused confiding, a careful listening, Xi'er became Wen Lang's confidant who did not communicate without words.

Wen Lang likes Xi'er's quietness, and he comes here almost every day to sit here for a while and talk to Xi'er. Xi'er always listened with a smile on her face, like a delicate and fragrant lily.

Seeing that the "anxiety relief bottle" in front of Xi'er was stuffed with notes every day, Wen Lang smiled and said that Xi'er had so many secrets that the bottle was about to be crushed.

One day, Wen Lang found a note in the bottle that had not been completely soaked with his name written on it.

He carefully picked out all the notes and put them together. When he finishes the last one, he learns that all of Ciel's secrets are about him.

It turns out that Xi'er loves herself, she loves so unobtrusively, and she loves so quietly.

At some point, a cup of cappuccino with a strong aroma was placed in front of Fumiro. When he looked up, Xi'er was still so quiet and indifferent, and her innocent eyes were like a child.

She gently waved her sign and asked Wen Lang, "Can you hug me?" Like lovers. ”

Wen Lang looked at Xi'er for a while, and slowly hugged her into his arms. It's strange that he was laughing, but he burst into tears.

From that day on, Wen Lang never saw Xi'er again.

Maybe she left the city, maybe she went where she wanted to go, maybe she found her happiness.

In that café, where Xi'er used to sit, Wen Lang also sat up.

Looking at the office building opposite, he burst into tears. That office building is where he works.

Loving someone can be unassuming, but you can't be affectionate.

When you meet someone you love at the wrong time, what else can you do besides becoming a passer-by in your life?

Looking at each other but not staying together, knowing each other but not being with each other, she can only choose to leave.

This choice was unfair to Xi'er, but she was willing to do it for Wen Lang.

One day many years later, on a certain street in a certain city, Xi'er walked a little lonely.

Five minutes ago, she had just come out of the coffee shop, and she had something to do today, and the coffee beans had already been sold.

After all these years, she still loves coffee and only buys the beans from that house because they taste similar.

"Wenlang, I can only drink water today, although I am disappointed, but I don't regret it......"