In an alley that is favored by the sun all year round, there is a dessert shop without a sign.
The boss never asks you what you want, and will only bring out the flavor you want most at the moment when you sit down.
So, those who are lovelorn, unemployed, lost, and simply tired of walking...
They all sat down at this wooden table and were quietly healed by a piece of cake, a joke, and a look.
They are not family members, but they know each other's habits better than anyone else;
There is no love, but there is companionship that is sweeter than sugar.
This is a story about a group of ordinary people who use the gentlest way to brighten each other's days little by little.
Intention: In this world that always urges people to "grow up quickly, succeed quickly, and fall in love quickly",
I want to write about a life that can be complete without relying on love——
The kind of love between friends that is quiet, long-lasting, and as natural as breathing.