There will eventually be weak water for the sea GL

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[gl Baihe] Author: Chitose Ping【End】

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There will always be a passionate girl who will melt all your ice, so that you have to throw away your armor, surrender, and become who you believe in your life.

In the end, there will be weak water to replace the sea, throw away the entanglement, and then send the lovesickness to Wushan.

Content tags: A strange relationship in a foreign country, a chance encounter with an elite in the industry near the water

Search keywords: Protagonist: Lian Zhi, He Yami, Shen Huailing┃ Supporting role: ┃ Others:

Chapter 1

"この暴い夏に、私はあなたを爱して,"

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At the beginning of August, Aya fell ill.

In fact, she has been in very good health since she was a child, and grew up safely and healthily. She was also a little surprised by the sudden cold.

She lived alone, so she had to drag her sick body to do things like buying medicine.

She was wearing a short-sleeved skirt, showing her slender arms and thighs, wearing a white mask, revealing two big round eyes, and wearing pink slippers on her feet, her hair was draped behind her head, and she looked a little rough-- --She is always at home.

She is a cartoonist who draws girl comics, and uses pens to draw immature and innocent love stories of young girls. Unfortunately, she has grown up and never talked about a relationship.

The clerk of the pharmacy brought her the medicine. Aya was about to walk out of the pharmacy when she saw a new coffee shop called dayglo reflection across the road.

What a strange name, Aya didn't know how to translate it for a while, but the storefront was very different, shiny and brightly colored, like a crystal palace in an ancient gray forest.

Ami's eyes stayed on the bright floor-to-ceiling windows opposite, and the outline of lace curtains was faintly revealed behind it. Ami looked at it for a while, and suddenly asked, "Is that store newly opened?"

The clerk said, "Yes, it's only been open for less than a month."

Ami then walked across the road to look. It must have just opened in the morning. The male clerk in a blue and white uniform was cleaning the glass.

"Hello, please sit inside."

He was very handsome, with short chestnut hair that was clear and simple, which made people feel good. Ami smiled at him, and suddenly remembered that the other party couldn't see her smile at all-she was still wearing a mask.

Does he think I'm weird?

Ami thought to herself: She is still wearing a short-sleeved skirt and slippers, which is really ugly, but she is sick and has no strength, so she decided to pamper herself today.

She heard the music in the shop, the volume was not very loud, the music was a Chinese song, the female voice was low and babbling, she had never heard this kind of song.

The environment of this coffee shop is indeed very good, the decoration is very retro and elegant, with European-style iron seats, and the white tabletop is covered with cream-colored fringed tablecloths--she looked up at the window and saw the white lace curtains. Looks new, clean white, with gold embroidery, intricate patterns, stunning beauty, very few shops use curtains like this because they look expensive - and they are Certainly so.Ami thought: It's a bit like the wedding veil on the bride's head.

In the shop, a young saleswoman was putting fresh flowers in a transparent vase on the table, golden jujubes, very energetic and beautiful flowers, when she saw Ami coming in, she smiled at her: "Please sit down, you are today's first a guest."

As she said, she also put flowers in the glass in front of Ami, and gave her the order card, and Ami's eyes moved with her hands: her fingers were very slender, with pink translucent nails Oily, she went to look at the young jujube that had been inserted. The flowers were very fresh, the petals were delicate, there was no wilting, and there was even dew.

All in all, everything feels very refined.

She ordered Mocha and Strawberry Bolova.

Since she was a child, she liked to eat sweets very much, so she had a few cavities. Before the food was served, another guest came in.

One male and one female.

The man was dressed in a suit and gold-rimmed glasses, looking very refined.His female partner is tall, carrying an Hermes bag, wearing a light gray dress, which outlines a beautiful figure, her long black hair is combed in the middle, and then draped behind her back meticulously, even a little Her hair didn't even stand up, and one could quickly draw a conclusion - she was a very delicate woman.

They were sitting in the corner, and the woman was sitting upright, with a straight back, like a statue, obviously well-educated.

She has slender eyebrows, slender phoenix eyes, and a slender neck, like a proud and proud swan.

Attraction is a very strange thing. Sometimes no one can count what they will be attracted to. Ami can’t tell what kind of feeling he feels in his heart. He stares at the other party for a long time without knowing it. inappropriate.

She thought, today is the weekend, and the other party may be out on a date with her boyfriend, but she also feels that she and that man are not considered intimate, maybe they are not boyfriend and girlfriend, are they on a blind date?

She watched the woman speak, curled her lips into a chuckle, sipped her coffee lightly... Ami felt that every little move she made was special.

She didn't know how to describe it, the other party was like a noble and elegant swan, lazy but not wanton.

In the end she concluded: That was a very different person.

After taking the last sip of coffee, Yami put on her mask again, packed her medicines from the pharmacy, and prepared to go home.

But at this moment, she saw those two people stand up - they walked towards her.

Ami felt her heart pounding, she had some secret expectations in her heart, she expected Miss Swan to see her, but she looked a little bad now, even wearing slippers on her feet, Ami looked down, the slipper on the slippers Little Bear is looking at himself with a smile.

Lucky or unlucky, embarrassed or not, she couldn't tell for a moment, but none of them looked at her in the end.

Yami heard the man say: "The newly shipped piano from the store has been adjusted, you can try it."

What he said surprised Ami, because he spoke Chinese, and Ami could understand, but this is Japan and Kyoto.

She looked forward subconsciously, and there was a pitch-black piano in the corner. It was a Steinway grand piano, and it exuded a cold and calm light.

Aya thought: Can Miss Swan play the piano? However, with her appearance, I really can't imagine what it would be like to play the piano.

The woman said yes, and she walked over - she was stepping on black high-heeled shoes, the heels were not short, but her steps were quite relaxed, obviously she was used to it.

Ami watched as she reached out and touched the cover of the piano, and then opened it without even looking for the sheet music. First, she pressed the keys a few times to listen to the sound, and then she pulled the piano bench and sat down to play.

She has a relaxed posture, but her back is still quite straight, and the coffee shop is filled with the clear sound of the piano. Her appearance of playing the piano is not concentrated, even a little casual, and her eyes do not know where to go, but she alone There is no mistake in pressing the notes, as if the music has been played tens of thousands of times, and it has been deeply engraved in my heart.

She played "merry christmas mr. lawrence", unfortunately there is no violin to accompany her, but it is still very beautiful.

Yami couldn't control what she looked like, and didn't want to think about the smiling bear on her feet. She couldn't help but walked to Miss White Swan. No one noticed her approaching, or they noticed, but no one spoke.

While waiting for an interlude, Ami said, "You play really well."

She couldn't help it, the note drew her like a magnet to Miss Swan—or something else.

She was speaking in Japanese, and she was afraid that the other party would not understand, so she repeated in blunt Chinese: "You play it really well."