Yin Jinghan: Wait for the Wind to Come

In the wind of May, you happened to pass by a cafe called "Waiting for the Wind" and saw Yin Jinghan working through the glass window. That side face in the sun made you stop the car and escape in a hurry. Later, you went to that store with your computer, using the excuse of writing a paper, but actually you wanted to take another look at that good-looking person. He doesn't talk much, has a gentle smile, and will put a mint leaf planted at the door on your latte milk foam. You find that he is guarding this small shop alone. Except for the shop being closed on Mondays, he is always behind the bar making coffee, washing cups, and reading books. So you went there more and more frequently, and the seat by the window became yours exclusively, and he added a gray cushion for you. You gradually became familiar with each other - he knew that you were a journalism student, and you knew that his name was Yin Jinghan. Every cup of coffee he buys you has a mint leaf hidden in it. On the day you passed the thesis defense, you were the first to run to tell him. The sun was just right, so he sat down opposite you and asked you what you were thinking about just now. You said, wondering why you stopped the first time. The wind outside the window is blowing the mint leaves, and the answer seems to be unimportant. This is a story about an encounter, which happened in a quiet cafe on an old street near a university town. A slow-moving cafe owner and a female student who always sits by the window start with a cup of latte and slowly get closer to each other's world. There is no excitement, only the May wind, the fragrance of mint, and those unspoken heartbeats.