Spring will be warm and flowers will bloom
In the city where I live, there is a cafe called Chun Nuan Hua Kai. On sunny days, I often go there and let the sun shine lazily on my body. When the sun sets, I reluctantly get up and leave. From the first time I went there, I fell in love with this place and its name: Chun Nuan Hua Kai.
When I met you, I was twenty-six and you were forty-six. We were twenty years apart. All along, I thought that what I loved was that you loved me, but later on, I discovered that it was not you that loved me that I loved. In fact, what I loved was you, very much.
When I met you, I was at a low point in my career. I feel depressed all day long. You spent a lot of time with me back then. When you have nothing to do, you walk with me; you buy things for me; you take me out to play... You try every means to make me happy, I know. However, at that time, I had no other thoughts besides my career. And I often make trouble with you unreasonably. One second I am full of joy and smile, but the next second, I may be sad and depressed. You looked at me with distress, but you had no choice but to hold me tightly in your arms again and again. You said, it's okay, don't worry, spring will be warm and the flowers will bloom. I will be with you, always.
At that time, I had severe insomnia. Many nights, I tossed and turned all night long until the east turned white. I held the mirror and looked at myself who was getting haggard, and I really wanted to say sorry to myself. When I couldn't sleep, I tried to send you a text message. Soon, you replied to me. Whenever I want to find you, I can find you. Whenever I need you, you are always there. Later, you knew that I had insomnia. Every night, you stayed with me on the Internet. We chatted all over the world, and accidentally it was two or three in the morning, so you rushed me to go to bed. I pretend to respond to you, but actually I don't want to disturb you anymore. I know that you have to go to work at dawn.
I guessed that you were asleep, so I started surfing the Internet secretly again, browsing the web. Most of the time, I lay in bed, thinking wildly. Sometimes I think that there must be some special fate that makes two such unrelated people meet like this, just right. Or maybe it's the unfinished love affair in the previous life that is being continued in this life. After much deliberation, I didn't understand it either. Then, I went to ask you, and you just said without thinking, I must have done bad things in my last life, so when I meet a little girl like you in this life, I can't escape. We fought together again. The smile on your lips dispels the dark clouds in my heart.
Later, my career finally made progress, and the long-lost smile bloomed on my face. I remember that you were very happy that day. You took me to a cafe called Chun Nuan Hua Kai on the street. You said you liked this cafe very much, but you didn't say why. We were still sitting opposite each other. The coffee tasted more and more bitter under the stirring of the spoon. We were all quiet and didn't say anything. The afterglow of the sunset shone on your face. At that time, I discovered that you were also very beautiful. There was a layer of green stubble on your angular face.
Since then, I have never seen you again. I went crazy, looking for you all over the world, but you seemed to disappear.
After a long, long time, I received your letter.
You said that the encounter in the coffee shop was the most beautiful moment in life. I know that I am just a shooting star in your life, and you are the most beautiful scenery in my life. She is in my heart forever. I don't want to say goodbye to you, but the fork in parting has arrived. If we must say goodbye, then let me say it.
I tore up the letter, and those white scraps of paper danced in the wind, like beautiful butterflies.
I am still the same as before, tossing and turning all night long, unable to sleep. I wrapped myself in a quilt and pretended it was your arms.I haven't even had time to tell you that your arms are the safest place in the world.
I still go to that cafe called Chun Nuan Hua Kai to drink coffee on sunny days, letting the sun shine lazily on my body. I still keep stirring the coffee with a spoon until the coffee becomes very bitter.
The coffee is too bitter. Can you add some sugar? A very magnetic voice sounded in my ears.
No, I have to leave. I answered nonchalantly. The moment I looked up, I suddenly smiled like a flower.
