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Dynamic 10 1 kangkang At the next stop, the story told in the starlight is Never Wipe.

It was raining lightly when I walked into the coffee shop. The store is full of the smell of coffee. I looked up, and the little lamp with tassels at the door gave off a soft light. Wei looked around. "Well, not bad." A waiter came to us with a bright and warm smile. "Young lady, please sit down. What would you like to drink? " -Looks about our age. We found a window seat and sat down. He handed in the menu. Looking at all kinds of coffee, I decided to give up my accustomed latte once in a while and looked up and asked, "What's your specialty coffee here?" "Hehe," the boy didn't answer immediately, but smiled at us. "Our specialty coffee here is really special. The boss said that people who want to drink must give it a name. " "... yeah, that's interesting. "awei suddenly to the fun. "But-"said the boy, "this kind of coffee is only served on weekend nights." ..... some regrets. "All right. Then we have to-awei, how about Kenya? " She paused and nodded to me. "Well, two Kenyans." ..... About 10 minutes later, two cups of steaming Kenya were placed in front of us. Awei took a few sips and shook his head. "The taste of Kenya is so strong that I still can't get used to it." "Well ..." I agreed. "I really want to try the coffee that can give me a name." "Mm-hmm." Awei turned and looked out of the window, but it kept raining. "I am looking forward to it." I haven't been to that coffee shop since. Wei and I are busy with our studies in different schools. I can't remember the name of that shop, and I don't often go that way. If it weren't for shelter from the rain, you wouldn't have found such an interesting specialty coffee. But one day three months later, it took me half an hour to find the shop. You know, I'm super road blind. That night was the weekend. When I walked into the shop, an old man with gray hair was sitting in a rocking chair beside the counter. Give me a friendly smile when you see me. I smiled back. "Young lady, please sit down. What would you like to drink? " A familiar voice. I looked up and ran into that boy's bright and warm smile again. There is already a couple sitting by the window, which looks very sweet. So I had to find a corner position and feel a little lonely. The boy came over and his sneakers rubbed against the floor. I looked at him and suddenly said, "Today is the weekend." "Ha ha, that's right." Boys' eyes have beautiful radians. "I missed it last time. Try our special coffee today-I think you'll like it. " It turns out that he still remembers me. "But-"The smile in the boy's eyes grew stronger. "According to the rules in the store, you have to have a name to drink." ..... name ... I haven't really thought about it. "I ... I really can't think of it." I had no choice but to open my hand and stick out my tongue at him. He also smiled and touched his head with a funny expression. "That-"He was about to say something when his eyes suddenly froze while sweeping the door. A girl in a pink shirt stood at the door and looked at him, too, without any expression on her face. The boy turned and smiled at me, then walked to the door. But I can see that his smile is extremely unnatural. I can't hear what they are saying in this corner. The boy turned his back on me and couldn't guess his expression. But I can see the girl, her face is still calm and cold. ..... After drinking a cup of coffee, the girl walked out of the coffee shop. The door slammed and the tassel lamp on it was shaken. I know something must have happened. But when the boy turned to look at me, he still smiled. "Have you thought about it?" He came up to me and asked me, "Name?" "Well-"I don't know why his smile suddenly flashed in my mind. I smiled and said, "I want to give you this honor." "Huh?" The boy looked at me with some surprise. "I mean-can you name my coffee?" "..." "Why?" The boy found a seat beside him and sat down. "Isn't it a pity to give me the opportunity to be a waiter?" "Ha ha, just like photographers and painters name their works, this process should be happy ... Today, I hope my coffee can take away some unpleasant feelings." The boy's eyes widened slightly, and then his mouth smiled. "Thank you." He looked down at his sneakers. "My name is not very happy." "Never mind, please." "Then scream-"The boy looked up at the tassel lamp above the door. "Never brush your body." My heart is pounding. This name-seems to be the voice in my heart. I looked at him, and he looked at the tassel lamp. For a long time, neither of them spoke. Later, he stood up and gave me a familiar smile. "This cup of coffee is on me." Serve coffee. Above the coffee cup with milky foam floating, the fragrance lingers between us. This cup of coffee was made by him, which was a bit unexpected to me. "Have you come up with the idea of naming the coffee?" I asked. "No." He smiled and shook his head, then raised his chin and pointed to where the white-haired old man was sitting. "That's my boss. He came up with this idea. " ..... such a boss is really interesting. "When I was looking for odd jobs, I didn't expect to come here at all ... The boss stopped me and asked me if I wanted to learn to make coffee, and then I cooked the coffee named by the guests." At this point, he seemed to think of something and laughed. "What about you? What do you say? " "I think it's very interesting, and I agreed. I also patted my chest and said no problem. But in fact-for this part-time job, I almost took up all the time in my study by consulting the information about coffee ... The cooked coffee made me hard to swallow-hehe, those days were really unbearable! " "Hehe," I raised my coffee cup. "Then let me taste your achievements." ..... light coffee, but there is a kind of milk coffee-like fragrance left on the tip of the tongue ... The final taste is a bit bitter, mixed with sour taste. Regret ... no complete regret. Something touched me and then passed. I suddenly feel like crying. "Never touch each other." I put down my coffee cup and he looked at me. "Great coffee." I often go to that shop after that. Sometimes I am with Wei, and sometimes I am alone. I finally didn't have to spend half an hour looking for it, because I remembered the name of that store-never. In the conversation with the boy, I learned that his name is freshman and junior. He said that he just broke up with his girlfriend that weekend night. I said that my favorite senior flew to France that weekend night. While I am familiar with my freshman year, I also know many people around him. His boss, Mr Yi Yun, always sits in a rocking chair at the counter and reads books. When I opened the door, he smiled at me: "So there you are." In a very friendly tone-as if we had a deep relationship. His best friend vilen is also an interesting person. Every time he leaves a note under my apple pie, it says: Freshman needs a girl like you … and so on. Aunt Lan, who works in the kitchen, has repeatedly asked us to pack up the cakes we can't finish and take them home. Aunt Lan often says to me, "Freshman is a good-looking young man with a smart brain, but a little careless ... He is not considerate and won't coax girls-but this boy is definitely good ... What do you want to understand?" I understand their kindness. But my freshman year and I are both people who have just tasted close-up brushing. Some things in our hearts are so similar that even I don't know whether we are pitying each other or supporting each other. After all, I feel very satisfied that we have become good friends because we have never met. On Christmas night, Wei and I were invited to NEVER's staff party. Amid laughter, Yi Yun announced that the coffee shop is about to launch a new coffee. Its name is-a never-ending brush. The founder is righteous. I looked at my freshman in some surprise, and he just looked at me, and then smiled. When vilen screamed and started to open champagne, my freshman and I stood at the door of the store, staring at the stars in the night. "Do you know why I want to launch it as a single item?" The freshman stood beside me without looking at me. "Some understand, some don't." I am telling the truth. "Ha ha," he lowered his head and raised his head again. "I think it's time to get out of our lives. In this way, it no longer belongs to us. " "... that's right ... thank you for reaching one. "I understand the idea of a freshman, but that kind of thing called lost, gently landed in my heart. Freshman took a few steps forward, leaving me with a back. "Why didn't you order a special coffee?" He turned to me and asked, "Is it because I can't think of a name? Hehe. " I paused, I didn't even think about it myself. "I don't know ... I always think it will destroy something." "Yes-"The freshman stopped talking and still turned his back on me. What are those things? "Senior has destroyed those things. What are you doing guarding them? " I didn't see the expression on my face when I suddenly threw this sentence in my freshman year, but my hair was blown in a mess by the wind. I smiled. Those things are not what they think. I've never been so clear. After that, in order to catch up with the thesis, the number of trips never began to decrease. It's just that I'm still saying hello to my husband, I'm still receiving a note from vilen, and I'm still listening to what Aunt Lan said. In my spare time, Dayi put a latte in front of me, then talked and laughed and talked about many things that happened in the days when I didn't meet. Freshman is an optimistic person, so I always laugh and laugh. The note I received from Yuantuo said: In those days when you didn't come, Dayi was always in a trance. You seem to have brought his spring. Isn't this the so-called spiritual lover? I don't know, and I want to know. I wrote a paper in NEVER that day and stayed late. Business in the store is still very good. My aunt was so busy making coffee for her guests that she hardly stopped to have a rest. "Abstract," he shouted to me, "can you help me get a package from the post office? I can't leave. " "all right." I said, "If you get lost, come to me." Actually, I'm not kidding. I am not familiar with the roads nearby, and I am born road blind. "Ha ha, that's for sure." Freshman smiled and took out a mailing list from his pocket and handed it to me. Fortunately, the street lamps are very bright at night. After turning several corners, the post office appeared in front of me. But to my disappointment, after returning to the crossroads, I can't remember the way back. "... damn ..." I cursed while trying to take a familiar road. The result is still back to the original place. There's nothing I can do. I was discouraged and thought, first, will you really come to me? ..... Half an hour later, I met my freshman in a dark path. "My God!" As soon as he saw me, he cried exaggeratedly, "it's far from nothing!" How did you get here? It is hard for me to find! " "I walked very hard, too …" I panted, "It's been half an hour …" The freshman shook his head helplessly. "I didn't expect you to be road blind ... what are you going to do if I don't come to you?" "But first of all, you will come to me." The freshman looked at me with a smile and didn't speak. "Don't underestimate me." I held up the parcel on my hand. "No matter what the result is, the task is completed!" Freshman smiled and took the parcel and winked at me. "Thank you. I'll buy you a latte when I go back." Say, three times five divided by two took the box away. There is a red jewelry box in it. My aunt's eyes changed, and my heart suddenly tightened. There is a platinum bracelet in the jewelry box. As high as "pa" to turn off the lid and put it in your pocket. What can I do for you? I asked. "Nothing." Freshman looked at his toes and said, "A friend gave me something I didn't want." I clearly remember that this bracelet was once worn on the wrist of a girl wearing a pink shirt. Back in the store, Aunt Lan is ready to close. So I'll save my latte for the next time, and we'll go home together after we leave the store. I didn't speak all the way, so I had to break the silence first. "Well, freshman, haven't you been removed from your life?" As soon as he stopped, he looked at me with those clear eyes and smiled gently. He always likes to laugh. "I forgot, but you didn't forget." "Me? I have forgotten. " "Really." Meaning suddenly smiled happily. "I always look at two images alternately, but it turns out that I am the only one who is not at ease." "I only saw the memories of being with my freshman year." Freshman looked at me with a dull expression. I can't help laughing. "Ha ha, Da Yi, are you still reluctant to forget?" Freshman walked behind me at this moment and said in a very light voice, "I'll make you another cup of coffee next time you come." Give it a name, a new beginning. Will you accept it? "I pretended not to hear anything and strode forward. I think I want to dance. Unexpectedly, the next month, I NEVER went to Never again. The school organized a two-week camping activity. After I came back, I was seriously ill and could hardly get out of bed every day. On the first day after my recovery, I rushed to NEVER. I have an appointment with someone. However, I saw that NEVER's door was closed, and there was a notice on it-our shop had moved to another place and it was closed here. I stayed. Does this mean that I can't keep the appointment anymore? Is it just my dream to brush with him in freshman year? That's right, that's right ... When I met a freshman, my name was-I brushed my body ... My tears poured out irrepressibly. ...... "Da, Da, Da" I heard footsteps. I saw a pair of familiar sneakers-they used to rub the floor. I suddenly looked up. It was already raining, and the rain fell into my eyes. ..... one at most. He looked at me quietly and smiled. His hair is a little messy and there are beads of water on his eyelashes. "I'm coming for you. "He said to cook for me? "I looked up and asked." I said I would take another name. I've been looking for you for a month. Where have you been ... "His voice trembled and his eyes were full of tenderness." I wait for you here every day, but you didn't come. Do you know how afraid I am of not meeting you ... ""I thought we would end up like the name you chose ... ""No." He also squatted down and looked me in the eye. "I want to make you another cup of coffee. "He rubbed my hair and wiped the tears from my face:" This time you choose the name, in Mr. Yi Yun's new shop. ""Well-"I looked into his eyes and felt like crying." How about a name now? ""well. "He smiled." Tell me about it. ""Then call it a hug. " He froze for a few seconds, and his eyes suddenly became wet. We hugged each other. At the door where I once tasted the intimate brush.