On a certain lane in a small town, there is a warm little shop.
I can't remember the name of that shop clearly, but I can never forget the taste of the shop's signature scented tea.
No, I thought, it's not just this that I can't forget.
The sunflowers in that winter, the child's smile, the shopkeeper's joy as he ran around, the boy's little gesture of secretly holding the child, and what remains deepest in my memory, the one that warms my heart the most, the undefeated warmth of blockbusters.
Now, that warmth is burning in my heart.
Guest, it's time for a cup of afternoon tea.
Are you interested in hearing me tell you a story that will warm your heart?
Conception: