Translator:
Atlas Studios
Editor:
Atlas Studios
In an elegant cafe located in the center of the city.
As Nian Xiaomu walked toward the entrance, she gripped her handbag tightly.
She had thought it through carefully before deciding to face her past.
Although she had set her mind to it, she was inevitably nervous at this moment in time.
How many of you, Miss?
The staff member at the reception greeted Nian Xiaomu politely when she saw her push the door and enter the cafe.
I’m looking for someone. He should be here already.
Nian Xiaomu turned to the side to check and found Fan Yu sitting quietly at a table in the corner.
He was not dressed in his usual business suit. Today, he was clad in a white shirt and a pair of casual pants.
His distinctive and handsome features were out of the ordinary.
His long fingers were stirring a cup of coffee with a small teaspoon while he appeared to be thinking of something.
It was clear that he was deep in thought.
When he heard the sound of footsteps, he suddenly lifted his head.
Both of them got startled when their eyes met.
Fan Yu stood up immediately as he greeted Nian Xiaomu with a smile. Then, he pulled her chair out for her.
He carried out the action so smoothly that it was as if he had done it a thousand times before.
As Nian Xiaomu watched his figure move past her, she felt a stir in her heart.
It could have been a fleeting feeling, but for the first time, he gave her a sense of familiarity.
He felt like an elder brother who doted on her.
Thanks,
Nian Xiaomu said as she sat down.
Hearing that, Fan Yu stopped and forced a smile on his face as he answered,
You never used to be so polite to me.
Used to? Do you mean when we first met or the past that I do not remember anymore?
Nian Xiaomu pursed her lips as she asked curiously.
Fan Yu’s look of disappointment faded with her forthcoming words.
Instead, his eyes were filled with affection as he said,
You’re still the same. You’re so candid that it leaves the people around you with no choice.
Fan Yu sat down and gestured for the waitress to come over.
He held a menu in his hands as he asked Nian Xiaomu,
What do you want to drink? The desserts at this cafe are pretty good. Would you like to give them a try?
As Fan Yu spoke, he flipped the menu to the desserts page.
How about tiramisu?
I want to eat tiramisu.
Both of them answered at the same time and immediately fell silent as soon as they heard the other speak.
As the waitress noted down their orders and took back the menu, she added,
Would you like anything else?
Regaining her composure first, Nian Xiaomu smiled as she answered,
I’d like a cappuccino too.
The waitress walked away very quickly.
At this corner of the cafe, there were only the two of them.
After that moment, the mood between them became slightly strange.
Nian Xiaomu tried to start a conversation a few times, but did not know what to say.
When the waitress returned with the coffee and dessert, Nian Xiaomu scooped up some cake and starting eating.
The sweet and familiar taste spread in her mouth.
After some hesitation, Nian Xiaomu slowly asked,
Did we used to be close?
Fan Yu was taking a sip of his coffee when she raised this question.
Hearing her words, his dark brown eyes flickered. Putting the cup of coffee down, he coolly answered,
Childhood sweethearts.
…
Nian Xiaomu almost dropped her spoon in horror.
The story was unfolding like a cliched plot.
The goddess had lost her memories. Then, a childhood sweetheart who had been searching for her turned up, claiming that they were engaged to be married.
Surely she had not done something to Fan Yu for him to hold on to her so dearly until now…
Wait, something was not right.
