"We haven't seen each other for five years, and you're still so... Careless."
When the cup of scalding coffee poured on Zhou Yuchen's expensive suit, Xu Zhiyi heard the cruelest joke of fate.
"I'm sorry..."
"Borrowed it."
The first meeting between former lovers begins with an unexpected look at each other and ends with a messy coffee stain. He was the boy who was always fresh in his memory, but now he could only stand stiffly in place, listening to that cold reproach.
"Mr. Zhou, do you need help with this?"
"No need."
Five years have passed during which time, one has become an upstart in the business world, and the other is still a wandering painter. Those unspoken apologies and unexplained misunderstandings were all blended into the bitter aroma of coffee.
"Xu Zhiyi, are we just... Reunited?"
