My Ideal Ordinary Life

On the day after the college entrance examination, Bai Shian rode his bicycle home, and the street lights came on one by one. The days after that suddenly became empty, so he returned to the cafe where he worked. The alley is quiet, the wind chimes are very light, and the afternoon sun shines slanting in through the glass door. There is a girl with short hair who comes often, orders iced American style, and sits by the window reading a book. They hadn't spoken much, but he remembered the first time she wrote her name on a napkin. Summer has begun like this, taking it easy, one afternoon at a time.