The sound of the engine was particularly clear in the rain, but it gradually blurred at the speed of departure. When I turned around, Jian Wei had already disappeared from my sight in the car. I took a deep breath and continued to walk into the community, hoping that she was waiting here.

Standing down the dilapidated building, I looked up and saw that the old house I had met had no light. I walked around the back of the house and didn't see Mi Cai's house. In other words, I made a mistake in my judgment and Mi Cai did not return here.

I stood in the rain for a while with the loss after misjudgment, then walked out of the community and came to the convenience store with electric Trojans. After buying a pack of Marlboro, I lit one, and sat on the Trojans and looked at the crowds passing by in the rain, and then remembered some recent things.

If Jian Wei didn’t provide Weiran with those photos recording my past, what would happen to us now? ...I think: We might be married!

However, even if I broke up with Mi Cai now, I can't afford to hate Jian Wei, because I have indeed done those things to mess with her, but I am very confused. Who took these photos to her at the beginning? Is this really just to disperse Jian Wei and me?

After a sigh, I sucked half of the cigarette in my hand, feeling some lung pain. I sat with Robben this afternoon and smoked a lot. I slapped the cigarette out, then stuffed a coin into the electric Trojan, swaying among the children's songs.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. I looked at another unwelcome Trojan horse, so lost that I was used to sitting on a Trojan horse with her... So I threw a coin into the Trojan horse, and it swayed alone under the wind and rain. I seemed to see her shadow with a calm smile, and I laughed, even though I knew it was just an illusion!

But, where is she in this city now?

......

Holding the umbrella given to me by Robben, I left this old neighborhood. When I reached an intersection, I was in a dilemma again. I didn’t know where to go, because after this intersection, there were still many intersections to choose. Even if all the choices were correct, I would face the regret of passing by. Finally, with the arrival of late night, I became more and more convinced that the fate between us had been squandered by each other. This night, I was not able to meet her again.

At this intersection, I chose to turn left. I knew that walking 200 meters along this direction would lead to another old alley in the old city. Anyway, the hope of meeting her is already slim, so it is better to walk into the old street in the rain and enjoy the last tranquility...

Soon I walked to the end of the alley, but at the end of the alley, I saw a very inconspicuous coffee shop called "West of the Old City". This is another non-mainstream coffee shop hidden under the prosperity of the city. After walking too many roads, I was really tired, so I planned to go in and have a cup of coffee to cheer myself up.

The coffee shop is small and can only put down a few tables and chairs. The walls are not decorated, but are covered with covers and inner pages of various travel magazines. Even the lighting lamps are just two kerosene lamps used in ancient times that were used for sailing. One is hung at the bar and the other is hanging above the dining table. The room is a little dim, but full of the aroma of coffee.

I said to the male boss in a denim jacket, "Give me a cup west of the old town, I want to taste..."

He nodded and brought me a cup of coffee without any fancy styles, not even milk or sugar, and I quickly realized that such a cup of coffee without any embellishment was the real west of the old city. It was just so profound that how many people could understand it? Most of them just finished drinking it as a pastime! But I found that the taste was bitter...

Until the coffee was cold, I didn't drink it. I just picked up a travel photography magazine on the table and read it. The time passed by 20 minutes. It was already 10:30 at night, which means that there was still an hour and a half before the end of the agreement between Micai and I, and I became more and more desperate.

The boss finally came to me. He removed the cold "west of the old city" and replaced me with a hot cup. I looked up and looked at him. He didn't say anything and turned around and left.

I don’t like drinking bitter coffee very much, but this time I can’t let the coffee cool anymore. I stirred it with a spoon a few times. When the temperature went down, I finished drinking a whole cup of coffee with two sips. The indescribable bitter taste tortures my taste nerves and a listless spirit. Then I became restless, and then fell into excitement. I simply tortured it again, and shouted to the boss: “Give me another cup to the west of the old city!”

Soon another cup of unadorned coffee was brought to me, but I still didn't taste it. After stirring it a few times, I drank it all over again. There was an inexplicable pleasure in my heart. Then I took out a hundred dollars from my wallet and put it on the table, and asked the boss: "When will you close?"

“There is no fixed time.”

"Then wait a little longer today, okay? Maybe in a while, I will bring someone to your side for coffee!"

“It’s not good to drink too much coffee at night!”

"It's okay... If I could bring her, I wouldn't want to sleep tonight, so it wouldn't matter if I had some coffee!"

The boss smiled and said, "Okay, I'll live in the attic of the coffee shop. If it closes too late, just knock on the door."

I nodded, then picked up the umbrella under the table and ran out of the coffee shop. I seemed to know where Micai was. If she still wanted to be with me, she would not walk aimlessly in this city. Because the city is too big and we have no possibility of meeting at all, she would definitely wait in a place with deep memories. Maybe it was on the square west of the old city where we often play, and it was also the place we agreed upon... but I was just too complicated to think!

I threw away the umbrella that became a bondage and ran towards the square. Maybe she had been waiting for me there for a long time. Maybe I made a mistake in judgment again, but no matter what the result is, the rest of the time is only allowed to go to this place. Whether I can meet her is really a matter of fate this time!

In the wind and rain, I finally came to the square, standing in the center of the square, looking up, but reality once again gave me a ruthless blow. At this time, the square was empty, and even half of the street lights in the surrounding blocks had been extinguished. My heart suddenly fell into a bone-breaking cold wave. It turned out that she really didn't want to give me a chance. The so-called agreement was just a stopgap solution to each other's steps. She was still the strong woman in the workplace full of means!

And what is Zhaoyang, which is eroded by wind and rain? I feel a little sad...

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Chapter completed!