There was a tiny sparkle in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were raised.

"No matter how hard life is, there will always be one or two beautiful moments, and I rely on them to survive."

"What do you mean by a beautiful moment?" Xia Tian burped, his eyes blurred.

"When you are hungry, the fried rice cooked by your adoptive mother; when you are lonely, the company of your friends..."

And the hope brought by the angel who saved me when I was five years old.

The consequences of being drunk are greater than imagined. I can't concentrate, and my skull hurts as if someone is using a screwdriver to pry between the bones.

"Xia Tian, ​​what are you thinking about?" Da Zhuang pointed to the seat by the window, "That princess is probably sick, and I will be unlucky."

Sitting on the seat near the window is an elegant "blue peacock".

Xia Tian hurriedly looked around for Xiaomi, but unexpectedly, Xiaomi hid near the cat's nest and shoveled poop early.

"I would rather shovel cat poop for a year than serve her." Xia Tian complained secretly in her heart.

"Blue Peacock" crossed his arms, looked at Xia Tian arrogantly, and said: "I missed Aze's performance because of afternoon tea, lo..."

Xia Tian interrupted her: "What do you need?"

"coffee."

Xia Tian quickly turned around and left before she could show off what a luxurious tea party it was.

"Did you kiss?"

Xia Tian stopped suddenly, and the inertia caused her body to lean forward, almost falling.

In the morning, Yangyang and Xiaoqian told her how Chengze explained to the building manager and how he carried her to the dormitory and put her on the bed...

Xia Tian listened in confusion, vaguely remembering that she and Chengze were sitting on wooden chairs, saying something but had no memory at all.

Cheng Xiaolan's words were like an axe, splitting Xia Tian's head in half.

Part of it is confused memory, part of it is a drunken headache.

After a moment of pause, Xia Tian slowly walked toward Da Zhuang.

"She wants coffee."

"What coffee."

"casual."

"Give me a cup too." After bringing Cheng Xiaolan coffee, Xia Tian sat down at the bar and said to Da Zhuang dejectedly.

Da Zhuang didn't ask anything and silently handed her a cup of coffee.

It's painful, it's painful to the heart.

Why is life so hard? You can’t get what you want, and you can’t get rid of what you don’t want.

"Boss, I want..." Xia Tian wants to take leave.

"Let's go back early today." Da Zhuang wiped the bar counter with a snow-white towel.

Xia Tian felt that these strong arms should hold guns, not towels or coffee cups.

After leaving, I kept thinking about Cheng Xiaolan's words on the way back to school.

kiss!

How is it possible?
Chapter completed!