19 years later

The first snow of early winter fell in Zurich.

Snow flakes as light as goose feathers fluttered in the air unhurriedly, and fell on the roofs of Augustin Lane with different characteristics, overlapping and blending into each other.

The snow, which is not too big but not too small, lasted for a long time, and a thin layer began to accumulate on the ground, but for the excited children, this amount of snow was far from enough to build snowmen and have snowball fights.

The snowflakes falling on the umbrellas of the bustling pedestrians are extraordinarily bright and dazzling under the light.White mist spewed out from the mouths of people chatting happily in the cold but lively street, enveloping the hazy winter sky.

Snow is the best decoration on Augustine Lane, and there is nothing more romantic and serene than Zurich in winter.

The glass in the store was foggy due to the heating, blurring the figures of passers-by outside the store.An stood by the door to wipe off a cloud of water vapor, and looked at the street through the snow falling from the glass outside the shop.

Unsurprisingly, a tall and thin figure came from the other end, the clothes were as thin as ever, holding a green umbrella, but the umbrella surface was slightly tilted, snowflakes fell softly on the clothes that were not covered, obliterated In the warm temperature, the umbrella owner did not notice it.The white Swiss Shepherd dog in his hand shook its pointed ears, shook off the snow flakes from its thick fur from time to time, and led the owner towards the store.

The man's platinum-blond hair was very eye-catching, and his face was paler than snow.

When they approached, Allah opened the door and said, "It's snowing, it must be very cold."

"It's okay." The platinum-haired man said.The collie led him in with ease.

"It's so little." Ann looked at his face that was a little red from the cold, and raised his hand to help him sweep the snow off his shoulders, "Or cappuccino?"

The man nodded, and followed the shepherd dog to the corner where it always sat.Ann turned to make coffee.

Ann has also been working as a waiter in this pet cafe for many years.Customers come and go, and the regulars change several times, but this man keeps drinking his coffee.

The scene of seeing him for the first time is still vivid in my memory.

There were not many customers that day, and Ann was reading at the counter when she heard the wind chimes hanging at the door. When she looked up, she saw a platinum-haired man walking in, holding a white Swiss Shepherd in his hand.

Although all kinds of pets can always be seen in the pet cafe, this is the first time she has seen a white Swiss Shepherd.This kind of dog is very expensive, and it is relatively large in adulthood, so few people keep it, let alone bring a large dog to a coffee shop.

She shifted her gaze to the dog's owner, and saw that his handsome face with chiseled features was pale.Both eyes were still slightly closed, half covered by slightly long bangs.

"Sir?" Ann asked, "What do you need?"

The man's slightly closed eyes opened, and the gray pupils inside clearly reflected Ann's shadow, as inorganic as glass.

"Cappuccino." The voice was cold.

After that, he came to drink a cup of cappuccino every afternoon, and sometimes sat quietly in the corner of the coffee shop for an entire afternoon.

Generally, the people who come to the pet coffee shop are pet lovers, and they usually communicate with each other. The atmosphere in the coffee shop is always lively and harmonious.But that person had never communicated with anyone, just sat quietly, looking out of place and a bit detached.

His pets, eyes, and slightly bizarre behavior impress Ann and keep paying attention.

After getting in touch with her a lot, that person sometimes chatted with her for a while, and then An gradually learned about his situation.

Draco Malfoy, British.

"Is there no one around you? You are alone every time." In the afternoon when there were few customers, Ann chatted with him while cleaning the coffee shop.

"...my parents passed away." Draco said after a silence.

"I'm sorry." Ann was a little surprised, "...Then, do you have a lover?"

Draco clasped his hands unconsciously, opened and closed his glassy eyes, and shook his head slowly.

"If he can't find me. Then there's nothing."

Ann did not understand the meaning of that sentence.She only remembered the silence on Draco's face when he said that, the sunlight coming in from the floor-to-ceiling windows could not dispel the loneliness in his body, and it could only illuminate the paleness more clearly when it fell on his face.

Later, in Draco's few words, she learned something about his past.

"Someone I like? . . . He's a fool and acts recklessly."

"Yes, we've known each other since childhood...we've been arguing all the time."

"If I mock him, he must be angry... What a fool."

"The thing he likes to do the most is to save the world, and he doesn't know how to save himself."

"I don't know why I fell in love with a fool, but... I can't fall in love with others anymore... I am willing to do anything I can do for him, no matter how much it costs."

Ann never asked where the idiot he was talking about was now, or why he separated from him.She could hear the sadness that Draco's brisk tone concealed when he talked about the man, the pain like a thousand arrows piercing through the heart from the freezing cold.

……

A cappuccino was mixed and placed on Draco's table.Ann turned back to the counter and waited for the next customer.

Not long after, the wind chimes sounded, and the black-haired guest walked in, bringing some snowflakes behind him, which melted in the heating.

"Hello, what do you need?" Ann asked politely, wondering that the guest didn't have a pet with him.Generally, people who don’t have pets don’t choose pet cafes to drink coffee, after all, pets are more noisy.

The man looked down at the veneer.Ann noticed a lightning-like scar on his forehead.This was a new guest, and Ann was sure she hadn't seen him before.

After a while, the man raised his head, his green eyes were very beautiful: "A glass of mocha."

"Okay, wait a minute. You can take your seat first." Ann said.The man walked towards the seating area, but stopped halfway.Ann followed his line of sight, and at the end of his line of sight was Draco.

Draco drank his cappuccino spoonful by spoonful, staring straight ahead, stroking the shepherd dog quietly lying on the seat with his left hand.

The dark-haired man stood almost frozen for a few seconds, then slowly walked to the table facing Draco and sat down.

An adjusted the rear end of the Mocha and gave it to the black-haired man.She put Mocha on the table and looked up to find that the man was staring at Draco.Ann reminded: "Sir, your Mocha."

The man raised his hand to pick up the coffee cup, and Ann noticed that his hand was shaking, but his eyes were still fixed on Draco, refusing to move a bit.

Draco continued to drink his coffee as if he hadn't noticed anything, his straight eyes narrowed with his lowered head.

The snowflakes outside the window flew with the noise, and the eloquence passed through my heart, piled up into the truth that is within reach, and it is also a sharp frost that I don't want to uncover.

The author has something to say: Ann is a Muggle.I didn't want to use original characters, but I still did.

There's something wrong with Draco, and I think it's pretty obvious what I'm implying.May wish to guess~

This chapter is not long enough, the next chapter should be thick and long (probably maybe

The next chapter ends with Draco's perspective.Afterwards, there will be an extra episode, an epilogue, and a chapter of the full text of Deha's excerpts.Then it’s catching insects and repairing the text, and it’s completely over~~~

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