mtl008 Chapter 352 Love Blossoms by the River
Chapter 352 Love Blossoms by the River
In late spring, the sunlight gently falls on the earth in Shanghai.
Shen Mengyin and Sui Zhichao went out together, and the two walked side by side toward the Huangpu River.
Along the way, the plane trees on both sides of the street were lush and green.
The dappled sunlight filtering through the branches and leaves cast a warm glow on their footsteps.
The two strolled along the Huangpu River.
The afternoon sun slanted down, gilding the river surface with a layer of scattered gold.
The water shimmered and sparkled with the flow of the river.
A gentle breeze from the Huangpu River carries the unique seaside flavor of Shanghai.
Rolling up Shen Mengyin's hem, the light blue skirt resembled a blooming flower.
Then, the wind gently caressed her hair, her black hair dancing in the wind and shimmering softly in the sunlight.
Sui Zhichao turned his head casually and saw Shen Mengyin like this, and was momentarily captivated.
I felt that she was so beautiful that she was beyond compare; the scenery along the Huangpu River was not as beautiful as the person in front of me.
The two walked slowly along the riverbank, talking quietly.
It's unclear what Sui Zhichao said, but it made Shen Mengyin giggle.
After walking about half a mile, Shen Mengyin stopped in front of an old-fashioned coffee shop.
This coffee shop is full of the charm of bygone days.
Inside the shop window, a vintage gramophone is slowly turning a vinyl record, producing beautiful music as if telling stories of the past.
The copper coffee pot next to it gleamed softly under the warm yellow light, and a faint aroma of coffee seemed to waft from its spout.
"It is said that this shop has been running since my grandfather's generation."
Shen Mengyin's voice carried a hint of nostalgia.
She skillfully pushed open the carved wooden door, and the wind chimes at the door tinkled softly.
That familiar voice, just like it was before she left.
Stepping into the coffee shop, the rich aroma of coffee wafts over you.
The wooden tables and chairs, and the yellowed old photos on the wall, all exude a nostalgic atmosphere.
"Back then, I always liked to sneak out and use my New Year's money to buy a piece of chestnut cake here."
As she spoke, she and Sui Zhichao sat down by the window, her eyes filled with memories.
The waiter brought two cups of coffee and placed them on the wooden table, with delicate latte art blooming on the porcelain plates.
Sui Zhichao stared at the cup of coffee, but he was troubled.
He only ever gave Shen Mengyin coffee beans, and he even made a fool of himself because he didn't know any better, but luckily he managed to salvage the situation in time.
He himself had never actually drunk coffee.
I was both curious and somewhat bewildered by this drink with its peculiar flavor.
His fingers unconsciously rubbed the handle of the glass, afraid that he might accidentally make some impolite sound and ruin the atmosphere.
Shen Mengyin seemed to see through his embarrassment, and a gentle smile appeared on her lips.
She picked up her coffee cup, took a small sip, and then demonstrated with a smile.
"Don't be nervous, the coffee here is much better than the bitter tea in the forest."
Her voice was soft, like a spring breeze, which made Sui Zhichao's tense nerves relax a little.
Outside the glass window, neon signs on the street flashed incessantly.
The interplay of light and shadow on her face added a touch of mysterious beauty.
"Mengyin!"
Sui Zhichao suddenly spoke, his voice so low it was almost swallowed up by the music from the phonograph.
He looked up, his eyes filled with a mixture of unease and anticipation.
"Can your family really accept me?"
This question had been on his mind for a long time, and now he finally mustered up the courage to ask it.
Shen Mengyin gently stirred the coffee in her teacup with her teaspoon, the ripples shattering the reflection in the cup.
She raised her head, her eyelashes casting fine shadows beneath her eyes, her gaze firm yet gentle.