Warm coffee, comfortable armchairs, deep music rich with nostalgia echoed in the air.
She raised her eyes, only to see his slender fingertips gently stirring with a spoon.
The Cappuccino was stirred into a strange pattern.
"How's it going? Did that matter help you?"
Qi Yunchen sat upright, across the rectangular coffee table, his gaze was as warm as the candlelight on the wall.
She pushed the coffee aside and snapped her fingers at the waiter, "Bring beer, ten cans to start."
"Miss, we only have beer brewed from coffee beans, would you like that?"
"Yes, absolutely, as long as it's alcohol!"
Qiao Yunchen just quietly watched her from across the table.
The waiter brought the beer.
She opened a can and poured it directly, gulping down until it was bottom up.
The liquid poured onto her collar...
"Yunchen, I've troubled you. I feel there are some things I can't change on my own."
"It's alright, I hope I can help you!"
After a few drinks, she was slightly intoxicated.
