The espresso liquid slowly flows along the outlet, and the mellow aroma soon fills the entire small space. She bought this store three years ago. It's not big, but it's big enough for herself. The name of the store is "Yu You". Her friends all laughed at her for being pretentious and said the name was too literary. But only she knew that the word "Yu" was a name she couldn't stand.
She handed the refill of coffee to the boy, picked up her phone, and opened the music app out of habit to see what new songs were recommended today. Her fingertips swiped across the screen, and the title of an entertainment push suddenly hit her eyes.
"The famous musician Chen Feng has returned to his hometown after five years and will hold his first solo concert at the city's stadium next month."
Lin Yu's fingers stopped.
Chen Feng.
This name is like a thin thorn piercing into the flesh. It cannot be felt normally, but when it is touched, it will cause a sharp pain.
She clicked on the news, and a picture of a man appeared on the screen. He is wearing a simple white T-shirt, his hair is cut very short, and his eyebrows are much deeper and tougher than five years ago. He is facing the camera with no expression, but the alienation and talent in his bones can still be seen at a glance.
He looks strange and familiar in the photo.
