The Little Brat’s Sweet And Sassy

The air was filled with the smell of bitter and sweet coffee, like invisible threads, entangling her.

"At that time, I followed Su Yuan back to Yunzhou, but I was unable to integrate into the Ye family and school. After the injury on my hand healed, I found a part-time job in a cafe in Yunzhou. It was also in that shop. , I saw you for the first time."

She paused, and the corners of her lips curved into a shallow arc.

"At that time, I didn't know that the person from Yanhui Peak was you, so I always thought that was the first meeting with you."

The coffee was getting colder, and only the last wisp of white mist remained.

"Autumn in Yunzhou is always short and rainy. It rained again that day, and when you pushed in the door, your hair was still slightly wet."

He was wearing a black turtleneck sweater, a long trench coat, wide shoulders and long legs. He was elegant and noble.

It was raining outside, he didn't bring an umbrella, his black hair was falling down, and his shoulders had been wet with a small dark patch.

People in the rain always seem to be a little embarrassed, but he didn't.

He seems to be always calm, revealing the sloppy laziness in his bones.

The corner of his clothes was wrapped in a cold autumn wind, and a drop of water fell from his slightly messy black hair, which contrasted with the cold white skin, making his eyebrows and eyes even more cold.

He is the snow on the top of the mountain, the moon in the world.

out of reach.

"I made the black coffee you ordered."

She blinked slightly,

"Actually I know you're just taking shelter from the rain, not really drinking anything. And—you're picky. You didn't even look at the menu from start to finish."

Even if some people don't say anything or do nothing, they still easily become the focus of the crowd.

And Lu Huaiyu is precisely such a person.

Even, he just casually sat down by the window, the well-decorated coffee shop seemed to suddenly look much simpler.

The rain was gurgling outside the window, and people hurried back and forth in the rain.

At that moment, that was the background, and he was the only one there.

He leaned back in the chair,

The long legs overlap, and the posture is slack.

The eyebrows are deep, the bridge of the nose is high and the jaw line is clean and neat, abstinence and deserted.

Until that cup of black coffee was delivered.

and also--

an umbrella.

"When the umbrella was delivered, I thought you wouldn't want it."

He really didn't plan to take it, and he didn't even plan to drink that cup of black coffee.

But after serving it, he looked at the cup of black coffee for a few seconds and raised his eyebrows.

"And then you still drink."

Shen Li picked up the cup and took a sip.

This is the taste she has practiced countless times and is most familiar with.

The second young master of the Lu family was born in an aristocratic family, with a prominent identity, arrogant in his bones, and extremely critical.

Especially in the taste of coffee.

The cup of black coffee rarely caught his eye, but it was still far from his favorite taste.

"The boss asked you how it tasted, and then—you taught that."

About a rare interest.

Types of coffee beans, water quality, temperature...

His voice was low and cold, and there was a sense of laziness and dignity.

Finally, he finished the cup of coffee and picked up the umbrella.

"Thank you to the barista."

There was a faint smile in his voice.

Then, he got up and left with an umbrella.

Under the coffee cup, a note was pressed.

She looked at Lu Huaiyu and raised the cup in her hand:

"I exchanged that cup of black coffee and that umbrella for Lu Ershao's favor."

In fact, after he left, the boss came over and gave her the note before she knew his identity.

The boss jokes:

"Second Master Lu of the capital, the value of this umbrella, Li, you have made a lot of money."

She took the note and saw the string of numbers on it, her palms wet with sweat.

Then she put it away and put the cut peaches in the juicer.

The clerk next to him exclaimed:

"Ali, didn't you just squeeze a glass of orange juice?"

She looked up, only to realize that she had squeezed peach juice into the orange juice that she had not yet had time to take away.

She never made a mistake, except that one.

In the end, she drank the mixed juice.

A string of small transparent bubbles rose from the bottom, orange juice and peach juice interlaced into a hazy color, and condensed water droplets slid down the side of the glass.

She inserted a straw.

"I made a lot of money."

Her peach blossom eyes are beautifully curved,

"But that glass of juice was really too sweet and sour, and I managed to finish it."

So many years later, when she thinks of the taste, she still remembers it fresh, and the tip of her tongue is filled with a touch of sweetness.

Lu Huai and Jing Jing listened.

"So, you didn't call me until the end?"

Shen Li softly said "um".

So she said, I don't know if he will come.

She stretched out her finger:

"In my dreams, I've seen you twice in total."

Lu Huaiyu looked at her with a deep look in her phoenix eyes.

For a moment, he asked:

"What about the others?"

She was stunned: "Huh?"

Lu Huai and the slow voice said:

"I like Japanese food, but I don't eat puffer fish sashimi."

"I don't like onions."

"I do love black coffee the most, but there are other taste preferences as well."

"My favorite is the sunset after the rain in Liland."

"And the other day, you suddenly came from the National Planetarium..."

Piece by piece, piece by piece.

She knows it all.

The house fell silent.

Shen Li put down the cup and suddenly said:

"Lu Huaiyu, do you still remember the wish you gave me on your birthday last year?"

Lu Huaiyu's eyes fell on her full red lips.

"Um."

He almost kissed her that day.

It was also that day that he finally clearly touched her heart.

Shen Li bypassed the central island platform and walked towards the living room.

Lu Huaiyu saw that she took out a glass sugar bowl from the black backpack.

He got up and followed.

Shen Li turned around, raised her head slightly, and handed him the glass sugar bowl.

"That wish is here."

Lu Huaiyu knew that her sugar bowl contained the sugar he gave her and some other objects, all related to the two of them.

He took it, opened it, and took out everything inside.

sugar.

Deflated little cake balloons.

Movie tickets for Christmas.

A folded white paper.

Lu Huaiyu opened the folded sheet of paper.

That is a sketch.

It's...his sketch.

"This is the first time you took me back to Yunding Fenghua that night. I just finished it when you knocked on the door."

she said.

Lu Huai paused with the action.

Then, he took out a small note.

It seems to have been torn from somewhere, and the edges are not very regular.

But he quickly recognized:

"Is this the wish you made on the day you watched the meteor?"

She nodded lightly:

"Well. That's also your birthday, my wish."

Lu Huai and his eyes drooped slightly, and after a while, he opened the note.

A line of writing was clearly reflected in his eyes.

[I hope Lu Huai and his life will be safe, happy, and worry-free. 】

If she could hope for anything, if her thoughts could come true, if she could make a wish—

It was all and only her wish.