The haze in Beijing was not as bad eight years ago.
That day was a sunny day.
There weren't many people in the cafe, thus after he arrived, he saw her immediately.
He quietly stood outside the cafe and watched her.
She was just like what he had imagined: beautiful, eye-catching and lively. Just like a little sun.
He even nervously held his phone. He wanted to enter the cafe, but he was hesitant.
He shouldn't be entering, he should hate her. Hate her…
But in the end, he still couldn't resist the yearning he had for her. He pushed the cafe's door open and walked in.
At that moment, she was conversing on the phone. She looked really bored, sitting on the sofa, and it also showed that she was distracted.
