The day An Ran lost his parents and everything else, after a long time spent alone, he met his lucky four-leaf clover: a girl who called herself Little Bear.
The girl wished that someday she could open a coffee shop, preferably in Yuncheng. She wanted the front courtyard filled with flowers, the back courtyard filled with four-leaf clovers, and the shop full of teddy bears. Opening the windows would reveal beautiful mountains and rivers, and when she closed her eyes, a breeze would carry the scent of flowers, mingling with the rich aroma of coffee. That night, she wove a utopia of her own, and An Ran had the best night’s sleep he’d had in five years.
A genuinely lonely but truly optimistic little bear x a seemingly poor but genuinely lonely little duck
A sweet little story with a hint of bitterness, just like coffee. Those who love it find the bitterness followed by sweetness; those who don’t think it’s bitter and astringent.
The male lead is not a virgin. His profession is rather sensitive, and I’ve already written it in a discreet, veiled way. Readers who insist both leads be virgins, please don’t read.
Theme: You weren’t part of my past, so why should I care about it? I only want to spend the rest of my life with you.
