At the coffee shop,
On one side of the table, Aunt Evenly and I sat, while on the other side, there was a woman who accidentally bumped into Aunt Evenly from the sky.
The woman had white, soft hair that cascaded over her shoulders, and her smooth skin resembled glass. She sat at the table, holding a coffee cup, with her blue eyes gazing out of the window toward the sky. A pure white silk dress swept around her ankles. The gentle breeze pressed the fabric against her body, outlining the curves of her breasts and hips.
She sipped her coffee and then spat it out, making a weird face. "It's too bitter," she said.
"That's the result of not listening to me," Aunt Evenly said, smiling, as she poured sugar into her coffee.
The white-haired woman glanced at Aunt Evenly's coffee cup, took it away, sipped it, and then spat it out. She closed her eyes and mouth tightly for a while before saying, "Hey, do you drink this type of coffee every day?"
