Love from Starbucks

Starbucks, a well-known name, a place to rest for a moment, a place to chat after dinner, a place to pretend ...

Starbucks, a starting point of love.

that's where I first met Mr. Li.

The appointed place is Beijing South Railway Station. It is said that he came here just after a business trip to catch the last bus.

I got out of my apartment early and took the bus instead of the subway. I'm used to this life. If you want to ask me what is the longest in Beijing, I will tell you that I spend the longest time in the car, and about a quarter of my life will be wasted in the car every day. When you arrive at the South Railway Station, people come and go, countless strange faces and backgrounds flash by in front of your eyes and disappear into the crowd, leaving no room for you to remember and miss.

I was pushed to the exit of the station by people. I looked down at my watch. It was 3: 3. I'm glad I wasn't late. I didn't mean to open my mobile phone and brush my circle of friends over and over again. Suddenly I couldn't help touching QQ, because QQ is a common tool to contact Mr. Li. His head is still at the top, and yesterday's information is impressive. However, the only way to tell his true face in the vast sea of people is to look at his QQ avatar. A clear and fuzzy photo can clearly see the general facial features, wearing glasses, thick eyebrows, high nose and short hair, but can't clearly see his expression ... There is an elusive feeling.

at this moment, when I looked up, there was a surge of people, and suddenly there were more people on the elevator. It was probably that the bus had arrived. I cleared up my questions and walked to the elevator. Looking up at the elevator, it's crowded with people. I looked down at my watch again. It was four o'clock in the afternoon. He has long been integrated into the crowd, and I looked around for a face with glasses and short hair, which seems to be clear.

He followed my eyes. "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

"er ... no, I didn't recognize you ..." I was a little nervous.

We followed the crowd to the underground square and quietly began to observe the boy in front of us. Before I thought about it, he suddenly said that he was going to the bathroom, so he became a person and stood by. I started my own guessing mode again: what happened to this man? He went to the bathroom as soon as he met. Was it because he was nervous? I laughed to myself.

"Well, my stomach was a little uncomfortable when I was blown by the air conditioner in the car just now." His words interrupted my train of thought.

There were people coming and going in the station, and it was bustling. A variety of fast food restaurants, McDonald's, KFC, Yonghe Soymilk, Pizza Hut ... countless, we each moved our steps and walked aimlessly in the crowd, not knowing what to do next. For me, the South Station has only a few memories of leaving in a hurry, and I have never been to any shops or eaten any special snacks. For him who is here for the first time, it is necessary for me to respect the friendship of the landlord.

"Otherwise, let's go to Starbucks?" I suddenly said.

"Well, good," he replied at once.

When you enter the store, the faint elegant light music lingers in your ears, and the thick coffee mist comes straight at you, and the romantic atmosphere in the dust is wantonly displayed in the air. I whispered: "Starbucks, not bad", because there is a Starbucks next to the company, and I will see leaders coming in and out every time.

The area of this store is not very large, about 5 square meters. On the table next to it, there are two or three young people talking softly. One meter away from the door is the counter. There are three waiters, two women and one man, dressed in uniform dark brown clothes, who are capable and energetic. We sat on a high stool near the glass.

"What would you like to drink?" He asked softly.

"er ... whatever", I'm a little strange and curious when I come here for the first time.

So he suggested going to the counter together. Looking at the hanging list, there is a feeling of stupidity, dense. Suddenly, the cat excrement coffee in the movie came to my mind, and I couldn't help but shudder.

"Miss, how about a caramel macchiato for you?" . The waiter opposite looked at me and said with a smile.

"er, ok," I perfunctory.

"What flavor do you want, sir?" The waiter turned his attention to Mr. Li's face again.

"Me too", he answered and took out his wallet.

"I'll do my best as a host". As I spoke, I fished out my wallet from my bag.

Mr. Li smiled gently and handed the card to the waiter.

Soon two cups of caramel macchiato with aroma came to us, and I tried to take a sip, which was sweet and slippery. There is not much research on coffee, and I usually drink instant coffee and the like, but this time I feel different, maybe it is influenced by the environment at that time.

In the aroma of coffee, our conversation gradually increased. From the beginning of work, to the later university, to our references, etc., the topic opened and gradually became extensive. There was a passage that impressed me deeply. Mr. Li told me about the beggars he met at the railway station. He begged him eight times and he gave him eight yuan. For the last time, he begged the other party to change the target, because he only had two yuan left for the bus fare. At that time, I remembered that I couldn't help laughing after listening to it, and I also teased: Why don't you take more change with you?

in the whole process of getting along with Mr. Li, we felt very relaxed and comfortable, and there was no coldness, embarrassment and boredom when men and women met for the first time in the movie. We didn't have too much bad feelings, like an old friend who had not been here for many years. We talked very deeply, without paying attention to the surrounding environment at all, and time wandered slowly in the company of conversation and coffee ...

After coming out of Starbucks, we walked a long way around the South Station, and finally had dinner together until we watched Mr. Li leave.

Since our first meeting at Starbucks, we have had more greetings, more goodnight before going to bed, more chatting about what we ate and drank, and more concern for each other. From text and voice, to telephone video, to regular meetings and appointments; From getting to know each other, knowing each other, falling in love, falling in love, to getting married and having children ... We walked and said that we had gone through countless spring and winter together.

We often snuggle up with Mr. Li on a sunny afternoon, and we can't help but recall our first meeting at Starbucks. I laughed at his clumsiness, and he sarcastically teased me about my shyness. I said how he could say that he liked to watch me laugh ...

One day, he told me that he bought two caramel macchiatos with a credit card, and when he told me that he also used a credit card. Suddenly, I snorted, and the whole room heard screams and slapstick ...

Maybe after many years, I will still remember Starbucks, caramel macchiato, a boy who loves to talk and a girl who loves to laugh ... just like the meaning of caramel macchiato, it is deeply imprinted in our minds.

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