Sit across the table

Boyang autumn day. Weekend afternoon. Shallow and impetuous. Chasing plays is boring, and walking in the park is also boring. This is a good place to think of Zheng Rong Street Zhengyanglou Book Fair.

? The elevator goes straight to the 25th floor. Not many people browse the shelves, but many people sit at their desks and read quietly. I took a new book from the bookshelf and found a booth next to the glass window of the West Coffee Corner, which was very ideal. The daffodils on the table are pregnant. I ordered a latte and enjoyed the warm and quiet environment.

? "Is anyone there?" A soft voice. It means the table seat on the right.

? "No." I gave a friendly smile. ?

? She laid her handbag gently beside the seat, spread out a book and read it quietly. Everything is quiet. Only exquisite light music. Her hair is dark and thick, and the bangs on her cheeks are S-shaped and seem to bend naturally. Tie the back of your head into a bunch. The hair on the top of the head is straight, and the scalp is white and clean.

This is very similar to Xiao Nan's hairstyle. Xiao Nan has great hair, too. They are thick and black. The bangs on both cheeks are S-shaped, which is quite attractive.

? When I first met Xiao Nan, it was also from such a perspective, that was in Wenchuan and that was in 2008. In an empty square, she is cleaning the wounds of the injured who were rescued after the earthquake. Keep your head down, move gently and quickly, and be skillful and meticulous. The face is as calm as a lake, without a ripple. Looking at her face, my heart will gradually calm down, and my fear and anxiety about disaster will gradually disappear.

Turn it into a tent. There should be wounded in the ruins. She looked up, slightly sweating on her forehead. She gave me a quick look and then disappeared behind a two-story building.

? In the later rescue work, I have been looking for her, but I was disappointed for several days.

? Ready to set foot on the waiting area for the return trip, I accidentally saw a familiar hairstyle in the crowd.

? "hey!" I greeted loudly with uncontrollable excitement. It happened that we were on the same train.

? This coffee shop is full of the smell of milk. The young woman at the table adjusted her sitting position. She is holding a Japanese novel Snow Country. Her skin is very white. If you are in the snow, you should be as white as Xiao Nan's skin.

? Xiaonan is more energetic in the world of ice and snow. At that time, in the Maoba alpine snowfield at an altitude of 1600 meters, the Japanese larch in the surrounding mountainous areas was scattered, dense and rhythmic. In the snow, like a white rabbit jumping lightly, the mountains and seas wrapped in silver are smart, and the ice ridges on the branches can be melted with a smile. Her dexterity and agility on the ski resort seem to be gifted. It is definitely different from her quietness in Wenchuan. Whether it's a smooth slide or an emergency stop at the corner, you can win screams and gasp in admiration. The white fluff on the edge of her hat blends with the white and quiet face, and it is not flattering to compare it to a fairy's descent.

? I can't feel the sunset reflected on the window. She is still reading quietly at the table. She is as beautiful as Xiao Nan, but I don't know if she can ski and skate.