The familiar man was wearing the waiter's clothes and put a cup of coffee in his hand. I stared at the side-sided back in a daze.

This back is so familiar. It has appeared in my dreams countless times. I recognized her as a burden at first glance!

For a moment, I was filled with mixed feelings, just staring at the figure of the scattered bottle, not knowing how to describe my heart.

"Mr. Ming, Mr. Ming?" Xiaobatu shook his hand in front of me, and I came to my senses.

"Um?"

"Miss Maca is waiting for you, I can't go." Xiaobatu rubbed his hands with a smile, and raised his eyebrows at me.

"Okay." I sorted out the neckline of the suit slightly, and my heart was filled with complexity at this moment.

I never thought that they would meet each other here. The cang oil bottle is Xiaomi's mother. Did the second uncle send me someone here?

I can't figure it out or understand it, but at this moment I don't care about thinking too much...

I took a deep breath and walked over. At this moment, my heart was indescribable and I didn't know what kind of language to describe it.

The oil bottle turned around and saw me as if she didn't see it. Her eyes dodged too deliberately, but I knew it was not suitable for reunion at this moment.

"Mr. Ming." Maka stood up to greet her, her luxurious blue and white princess dress, full of ritual.

"Hello, sorry I'm late." I greeted me with a smile and sat down opposite her.

Maca looks not pretty, at least from my aesthetic perspective, I don’t like her very much.

Maybe it's because my mind is not on Maka at this moment, even if my eyes are on her, what I can't keep is my heart.

"Miss Maca, your clothes are very beautiful and suitable for you." I took the initiative to praise, after all, you still have to be able to live up to your face.

"Thank you, what to drink?" Maca's Chinese is pretty good, but her tone is very stiff.

"Just like you."

"Witt." Maca snapped her fingers and walked over quickly with the tray. It seemed that she hadn't changed much as before.

Still very petite, still a little introverted, and the bangs are always pressed very low...

This moment seems to have traveled through time and space, as if I have returned to the summer of the year when I was nineteen, as if she is still by my side, as if nothing has changed!

"A cup of black card, a handmade dessert, a cup of chrysanthemum tea."

"Okay, please wait."

Just a simple conversation, I subconsciously narrowed my eyes slightly. The impact in my heart was so huge at this moment!

The person standing at this moment did not have a luxurious princess dress, no elegant manners, and even a little thin dressed in the waiter's clothes... But she was the tycoon that accompanied me to fight all over the world!

It was her who accompanied me into the world for the first time, it was her who accompanied me one confused night after another, and it was her who accompanied me through the lowest point in my life, and I felt a little sad.

I thought I could be very strong inside, but now I was defeated. It was me who lost her, and I who lost her...

People's hearts are full of flesh. I don't know whether she has lived well over the years, what she has experienced, and everything about her.

But she is the one who accompanied me through one youthful night after another, tolerating everything I have and listening to all my unrealistic dreams and ambitions!

No matter how glorious a man is, no matter how many women he has, he will never forget the woman he was with him in his life.

Guilt, self-blame, unwillingness, shame, all kinds of emotions are intertwined, and hands are trembling without thinking about themselves.

I tried my best to endure my emotions. I was on the verge of collapse. I wanted to ask why, and I wanted to ask why!

Didn’t you promise me before? Didn’t you agree to send the oil bottle to live a stable life? Didn’t you say you’d stay away from the world?

Various emotions are entangled and spread in my heart, and the facts are right in front of me, and a seed is quietly buried in my heart!

"Mr. Ming, your eyes..."

"It's okay, my eyes are a little dry in autumn." I rubbed my sore eyes and quietly glanced at the oil bottle in the bar.

She was grinding her coffee with her head down. I couldn't see her face, but I could feel her heart.

I lowered my head and took out a cigarette to light it, took a deep breath and slowly let out a smoke, and I pressed all my emotions into my heart.

At this moment, I faced Maca. I wanted to go over and hug the oil bottle. I wanted to tell her that I was the one who gave her a loss!

"Mr. Ming, your eyes are beautiful and full of affection."

"Is there any? Maybe it's because I saw Miss Maca." I smiled casually, and no matter what, I saw the oil bottle again.

Soon, I brought the oil bottle to the tray. She lowered her head and kept avoiding my gaze. I stood up to greet me.

When I had taken the coffee, my fingers deliberately touched her fingers, just a very small action that touched my heart.

"Thank you."

"You are welcome."

"Mr. Ming, do you know each other?" Maka looked puzzled, and I immediately shook my head.

"No! We don't know each other, but she is my fellow countryman."

"I don't understand." Maca shook her head, put the dessert down and quickly turned around and left.

"It's okay, you don't need to understand."

I picked up the coffee and took a sip. It was not too bitter in my mouth, and it also had a hint of chocolate.

This is the coffee ground for me by the oil bottle. The taste is indescribable, but I value the taste of this moment very much.

Sometimes reunions are always so sudden, regardless of time or place, but nothing can feel better than this.

"Mr. Ming, it seems that you like the taste of black card very much."

"That's right, because you ordered it for me personally, and the taste is really good." I said with a smile. At this moment, I can guarantee that my expression is calm.

In the taste of this cup of coffee, I can feel a hint of sweetness, heartbreaking sweetness.

"Your eyes seem to be able to talk. I have never seen such affectionate eyes..." Maka's face turned slightly red, which made me a little embarrassed.

"Uh..." I smiled and said nothing, but just drank coffee quietly, looking at the busy figure from the corner of my eyes.

Time seemed to slow down at this moment, the birch leaves outside the window scattered gently, and the mottled light and shadows scattered freely through the gaps.

I never thought the afternoon after autumn would be so beautiful, and I never thought the world would be so quiet. I think maybe this is the charm given by reunion.

Even though they are not together, even if they have no face to face, the coffee in their hands is warm.

There is sweetness in bitterness, and sweetness also carries warmth, as if it can melt a person's heart.

"Mr. Ming, I feel a little embarrassed when you look at it." Maka said embarrassedly, and her eyes began to dodge.

"Huh? Is there any?" I asked as if nothing had happened. I think she was misunderstood because it was not her in my heart.

"The oriental men I know are all shy, but I can feel the heat in your eyes, which is very special."

"Some people, even if they haven't seen each other for a long time, can still make their hearts striking... "I quietly savored the coffee in my hand, and my heart was gradually occupied by beauty.

"No matter how many beauty there is in the world, it cannot match the look of the person you like. Whether it is a hero with golden swords and iron horses, or a hero with great brilliance, they are destined to be defeated."

As soon as these words came out, Maca's face became even more rosy. It didn't matter whether she could understand what I said.

Because I didn't say these words to her, even if she was sitting in front of me, she didn't have an inch of her heart.

Some people are far away from me, but I am willing to take off my guard and open my heart, let my iron hooves fly, even if I know that I will leave scars all over the ground...

"Mr. Ming, you are so talented." Maka's eyes changed slightly when she looked at me, but I doubted whether she could understand.

"Can you understand what I'm talking about?"

"Can understand a little."

"Let the waiter come over with paper and pen, and I'll write you something."

"Okay." Maca called the oil bottle over. I was ready to express my feelings and my guilt.

After taking the paper and pen, I leaned on the table and wrote a passage.

When I passed by the mountain, the mountain didn't speak.

When I passed by the sea, the sea didn't speak.

The little donkey drips and the sword of the Heavenly Sword accompanied me to the end of the world.

Everyone said that because I loved Yang Guo, I became a monk on Mount Emei.
Chapter completed!