Five years ago, not long after his bar opened, he went to the bar every day to watch. At that time, Heluo always wore the red sweater bought by his mother and went to the bar to drink in the middle of the night. A person drinks a few shots and leaves drunk within half an hour. When Ah Xuan, the bartender, talked to her, she smiled stupidly. At that time, she was simple and childish, but he couldn't miss her.
It was also autumn at that time, and the heating in the room was not very sufficient. She huddled under the quilt, and He Lai sandwiched her feet between her calves to keep them warm. She was so moved that she huddled shyly in his arms. After five years, she thought she could forget him, but she didn't expect that when she dreamed about it at midnight, she would always think of him looking at her with a smile in the bar. No matter it was then or now, He Luo was convinced that it was love at first sight when he was a young girl, and it was the first time he fell in love with someone.