Meeting you at the corner is what I have been waiting for.

Honey, where are you? I waited for a long time, for more than twenty years, until I thought you wouldn't show up.

Honey, where are you? Are you waiting for me, too Are you lost in the flowers on the road, waiting for me to take you home?

Honey, where are you? Do you know I'm looking for you? I'll wait for you at the crossroads. I don't know which way to go, waiting for you to show me the way.

Honey, where are you? Are you curious about me, what kind of girl I am, and whether there is too much uncertainty in our future?

Honey, where are you? Don't be afraid, fate will not separate us, and the hardships of life will not drown us in the sea of people, because I will find you and face it with you.

This is a beautiful wish, I hope my dear can find me soon. Because I waited for a long time, I thought I would never love again.

0 1

That day, it was raining lightly, and I was walking alone on the street corner. That casual glance, you hit my heart. Your smile is so warm, the girl opposite should be very happy, because the smile on your lips is so soft and sweet that people can't bear to disturb it.

The second time I saw you, it was at that corner, that coffee shop. You were alone that day. Why are you frowning? Where did the girl you were with last time go? Are you worried about her? I can't help but stop and think. I can't help walking into the coffee shop and sitting not far from you. You are still sitting in the same position as last time.

I am a frequent visitor here. I haven't been here for coffee for some time recently because of business trip. My little sister kindly asked me about my recent situation, and when she saw that I kept looking in your direction, she guessed what I meant. She said that you came here recently because this coffee shop has a beautiful story.

It is said that as long as the couple who successfully propose in this coffee shop will enter the marriage hall, the marriage will be happy. This is the boss's special emotional experience, so the name of this coffee shop is "Meeting you around the corner".

Last time you were here, you brought your girlfriend. The purpose, of course, is to propose to her. Under your romantic action, all the employees in this coffee shop know the story between you. You are childhood friends. You grew up together, went to school together, grabbed mud together and drank together. The sweetness of "When you, my love, ride a bamboo horse, trot around and throw your childhood" is quite sweet. You grew up thinking that she was your bride. I am very touched and feel a little sour. So when I first met you, you were ready to propose to her. Your bride, why are you here this time?

The young lady said that the proposal that day was actually the most incredible scene since the coffee shop opened, because the girl didn't promise you or refuse you. She just looks at you quietly, as if looking at another person through you. This is how you feel. I guess I can't guess. Later, the girl answered the phone and left. No one here knows what will happen to your follow-up. You just sat here all afternoon and ordered two cappuccinos. Finally, when you left, the coffee was cold and you didn't eat a bite. Cappuccino should be a girl's favorite taste. Are you mourning your feelings for her or regretting it?

Cold coffee, the ending story, plays in my mind over and over again.

I didn't care, just regarded this feeling as an accidental meeting.

Seeing you for the third time is really an accident. It was at the book signing of my new book. It was rainy again, and the crowd continued to walk. A day's activities make me a little tired. I had to go to the coffee shop to discuss with the proprietress. They want more people to know that their children are coming to this world. This is their first gift to them. They want to tell their stories through my words. Before I left the hotel, my assistant looked at me awkwardly: "Qingqing, a book powder was late and said I had to see you. I told him that the activity was long over and you had something to leave. But he didn't believe it. He said he must be here if he didn't see you walk out of the hotel. His attitude is to insist on seeing you and asking for your signature. "

In fact, this kind of thing is very common. What surprises me is that it is you. But the surprise was only a moment, so I quickly signed your name. When I was ready to collect my pen, you asked me if I could write a sentence for you: Qingqing, you will always be my bride, and I will wait for you for a long time. I am surprised that this girl is very lucky because there is a boy waiting for her. You gave me a deep look and left with the book.

02

By the time I walked out of the coffee shop, it was already late at night. Walking slowly along the street and walking back slowly is my favorite time of the day and my favorite thing. When I think of my parents at home, I feel that they are talking about me again at this time. I'm 28 years old, and my life-long event has not yet settled. I also tried blind date in my hometown. After seeing a few people, I think it's nothing. They have given up.

Fate hasn't come yet, or I wrote too many love-hate entanglements between men and women, which influenced me and underestimated my feelings. I have been single for five years since my last relationship, and my relationship has been empty for five years. My family and friends are worried about me.

For the last relationship, I didn't tell the people around me the reason for the separation. Everyone felt sorry for me for giving up that excellent boy. That boy is very kind to me, with a good family background and good conditions. I broke up with him peacefully two years later. We both know each other is not the best person. He likes lively, and I like quiet. The most important thing is that we don't feel right. Facing him, I can't devote too much passion, and he can't arouse my inner enthusiasm for him.

That day, he said to me calmly, let's separate. I finally found my girl. She is nothing like you. She can arouse my inner passion. I want to be nice to her. I want to be with her. We have been like friends and family for two years, and I am happy for him. After a few years apart, I contacted that boy occasionally, and I got to know his girl. Privately, we have a good relationship. I saw their affection and tenderness for each other in the eyes of the girls.

I am still single, everyone around me is getting married and having children, and even my best friend Dangdang is getting married sweetly. She nagged in my ear about the benefits of marriage. She said, I know you are waiting for fate, and you are looking forward to meeting at the most appropriate time, just like the hostess you wrote, just like the owner of a coffee shop. But that was in the world of books. The reality is that love is as rare as the owner and his wife in a coffee shop. You'd better find someone to live with and take care of you.

Dangdang is one of the people who know me. She can only talk like this, and she won't stop me from being single. I'm really waiting for someone, someone who even I don't know where he is, when he will appear and when he will wait. But I still don't mind waiting, hoping to meet you at the corner.

At that time, the scenery was just right, the sunshine was as soft as the smile on your face, and there was no one around, only me. In the corner, you told me that I finally waited for you. I waited a long time, but I never missed you. I will also tell you that I waited for a long time just to wait for your arrival and come into my life.

03

With the arrival of the end of the year, I also ushered in the day of 29 years old. My parents ordered me to go home for my birthday this year. I haven't spent my birthday with them for many years, and I'm used to living alone. I don't think it's as simple as going home on your birthday. There must be a sequel. They are in a hurry. They look at their peers who are not grandparents. Every time they look at other people's children, they are envious. Where is my daughter's child? I heard that the 30-year-old baby is an elderly woman with a high risk factor. I am their only child. I'm really a little unfilial.

It's not that they don't have a chance to have another child. At first, because I gave up, now they are retired, and I am used to living alone outside, and I rarely spend a year with them. This time I will go and see according to their wishes. There are many opportunities and reasons to refuse unsuitable people.

It didn't rain that day. This is a rare sunny day. Su Yan went out on a date without makeup, and the agreed place was also a coffee shop. The style was not bad, but it was still a little worse than "Meeting You on the Corner". At 10: 15, I thought to myself, if that man doesn't show up in five minutes, I'll leave.

When the wind chimes jingle, someone should appear. I looked down at the interview manuscript over there, and suddenly a shadow blocked my light and looked up. I haven't been there for a long time. I don't know if it is fate, because the person in front of me is you. I want to know if you came to see me for someone else, because in my impression, my relationship with you is thousands of miles, and I have never known you. Just a few strangers I met, you are a fan of my book, and I was fascinated by your story. This is a pure relationship. My parents are not that close. They are just retired people's teachers.

But since you're here, I don't care. Today was originally for work, and it is also a good choice to have someone to chat with me to kill time. A very popular prologue, "Hello, I'm Yunchen. Are you my blind date today? The last time we met was at your reading club. I didn't expect the world to be so small. "

Do I know you well, sir? Li, "I'm Shu Qing. I did see you last time. I didn't expect the world to be so small. It's my pleasure to meet you by chance. " You came and went, and finally you smiled and said, since everyone knows each other, you don't have to come and go so politely. Let's just talk when we meet as friends.

You are a talkative person. As long as the topic starts, there is no result that you can't stop. I didn't expect you to be so interested. You are my kindred spirit, and you know my words very well. You always talk about my heart. Time flies. Nice talking to you. I am very satisfied with today's meeting.

We exchanged contact information, and you asked me out on the next date. I dare not think your behavior is interesting to me. You are in this city, and the focus of my current life is still in another city. There is little chance that we will meet. Even if I am moved by you, I still dare not expect too much.

In the evening, I told my best friend Dangdang about it and my feelings for you. His evaluation of you is a wolf waiting for an opportunity, and I am doomed. I don't understand what Dangdang means by saying this. It's better to talk to a friend you just met at this stage than to be a stranger.

Unexpectedly, I received a phone call from my parents again, which means that you have a good impression on me and hope to get in touch and know more. Since you can get my address through them, you should know that my address is only known by my parents and a few people on Dangdang. You surprise me.

The next day, you appeared in front of my door and entered my boudoir with the specialty entrusted by my parents. You are the first member of the opposite sex to set foot here. Except for my dad, I feel as if I recognized him and silently gave you privileges. You didn't sit for long that day. One is the other. You have made many excuses to stay in my boudoir for a long time, and the number and time are getting longer and longer. In my unconscious, you took me out of the boudoir, stepped into the coffee shop on the corner, walked through every corner of the city, and unconsciously invaded my time and space, my heart and my circle of friends.

What is more inseparable from you is that my stomach has been conquered by your cooking skills, and you know that my cooking skills are zero. People asked me where the cleanest place in my house was, and I said it was the kitchen. No one believes me, because women can cook more or less, and the kitchen is women's world. I am an idiot in the kitchen. As long as I call the kitchen, it must be the battlefield. My mother said that if I don't find a man who can cook in the future, I will definitely starve to death. It's a miracle that I can still be white and tender after so many years. God doesn't even look me in the eye.

What you cook wins my heart the most, not what I say, because the biggest thing I do besides words is to eat. I am a veteran foodie, but I am very picky. There is hardly anything in any restaurant that can make me come back for a long time. The coffee shop on the corner is an exception. You created a second exception. Every time I get a call from you, I will ask if I have invented a new dish to eat today. You invaded my heart, settled in my boudoir, and quietly added your trace without trace, of course, it was limited to my downstairs at that time.

Today, the same scene is staged again, but the protagonist is you and me, or the coffee shop, or the seat I have been sitting in. Onlookers are still proprietress, couple and little sister. You get down on one knee and say to me, marry me, and I will be good to you, always. I waited for a long time and finally waited for you, but I never missed you. It was the last sentence that made me decide that I want to be with you.

04

Then one day, we were in the old place of the coffee shop on the corner. I am typing. You sit next to me and look at me quietly. I ask you a question. Do you know when I first met you? You pretend to be surprised and ask, didn't we meet for the first time at your signing ceremony? Shaking my head gently, I pointed to the corner and I stood there. When I first met you, you were proposing to your childhood friend. Tell me honestly, are you still thinking about her?

You just hugged me gently. You don't know how many years it took me to reach your heart. The plot arranged that day was to make you notice me and me. I specially arranged our second and third meeting. Don't tell me how much I spent persuading your parents to arrange such a blind date, or how much I did to let your parents entrust you to my care.

But I don't understand. I'm sure I didn't know you before?

Of course you don't know me, but I happened to meet you on that street corner that day, and I was sure you were the one I was waiting for. On that day, you sat in this position, your hands danced quickly on the keyboard, and the afternoon sun shone obliquely on you. You chuckle from time to time, frown from time to time and bite your lips from time to time. These little moves attracted my attention and made my heart beat. I think I am a cold and cheerless person. For so many years, no one can come near me except your childhood friends. Everyone thought it was because of my childhood friends. It is my nature to see you, and I know what else can warm my heart.

So I played a good game of chess with the proprietress and his wife. I bought all your books, attended every book signing and fan meeting, studied your psychology, and made great efforts to hold you in my arms. I gave up my old money for you, so you should be good to me in the future.

The sentence I asked you to write at the signing ceremony was a hint. Since you pretend not to understand, why else would I take so many detours? You must be a husband who is afraid of his wife after being teased by his mother-in-law for going to the kitchen for you. I never pay attention to these trivial things. I don't care who pays how much for whom, we are the best ending together. I will be good to you, good to you. I hold you tight.

Yes, no matter who meets who first, who pesters who first and who pays how much, we are the best ending together. This coffee shop is where we date. His name is not unreasonable, and we have become one of the representatives here.

Meeting you at the corner means meeting my happiness. I am very lucky. At that time, I fell in your eyes and you found me. You are willing to do so much for me. I thank myself for waiting for me for so long. I have been waiting for you for so many years.