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Just at the beginning of summer, it's already hot like an oven. The sun seems to want to succeed, so I wake up very early, from 7:00 a.m. to 5:00 p.m., it's just sunshine. If you think the summer sun is beautiful, you're wrong. It's a big mistake that the sun here is harsh with the heat radiating from the road surface. If you are lucky enough to encounter a passing wind, you will surely shiver like me because that wind carries everything from asphalt to the wind. being heated until the smoke and dust hit my face, making me sweat just thinking about it. I don't like that Sun, but I like this shop called "Sun Coffee", my friend's shop. His name is David, the two of us have been together since school until now and can be called best friends. He especially likes being a coffee shop owner. Even though he had to close two shops before, he was still determined to open this one. I don't understand why David named the shop that way. I think he must have been very busy to come up with that name. I still cannot deny that their coffee is the best brewed, especially the shop has a very beautiful view facing the street, sitting here sipping a cup of coffee while watching the street is a very interesting experience. After a hot sunny afternoon, a storm arose, the wind swept up the dust, and dark clouds filled the sky. The weather changed as quickly as when an ex-lover turned on him, which is understandable. But if you're not used to it, it can be unpredictable. So it's easy to get sick. After a big wind brought cold air to my face, I started to see heavy raindrops falling and the rainwater touched the hot road surface, causing the steam to give off a suffocating smell and the line of people began to pay. Chaos Looking for a Shelter From the Rain, a few pedestrians rushed into the shop and threw something down to have a seat. Soon, voices and laughter filled the shop while I was relaxing in the raindrops when a voice rang out. crawling next to him, "May I ask, is this chair occupied?" is the voice of a girl, That voice was so clear that I had to turn around to see who it was. She was a young girl with a delicate face and white skin, red-dyed hair falling evenly over her shoulders, holding a cup of coffee in her hand. and my eyes turned to the chair next to me, I stood still for a few seconds before seeing the girl's beauty before I replied okay, just take it away. The girl frowned and looked at me. Indeed, I had no intention of insulting me. I always think that girls around my age or younger can be addressed as brother, but calling me younger isn't indirectly complimenting someone's youth, isn't that what all girls like? I replied. I'm actually 27 years old. I'm actually satisfied, but tell you two to be sure to avoid her thinking I'm still young. I guess she's only 25 or 26. She replied. Then you don't mind sitting here. While there was no more room, I followed her arm with my eyes. It was true that there were no empty customers in the shop. Even though my friend was busy running back and forth carrying food for customers, he still didn't forget to glance at me and wink. I don't know what the hell he's thinking about. I nodded and replied that you can go ahead. After applying it, she turned to face the street and pretended not to care about anything other than her cup of coffee. She gently pulled out a chair and Sit down next to her and put the cup of coffee on the table. It's a cup of black coffee with ice. I'm a coffee drinker, but I can't drink black coffee. On the contrary, my cup of coffee must have a lot of milk. Making the drops of coffee in the cup become more viscous and richer, she also turned her eyes towards the road, forming a 90-degree angle from me, but strangely, more than 10 minutes had passed and she still hadn't drank it. With a sip of coffee, the rain began to lighten, the heat of a June afternoon was now washed away with drops of water, a cool and humid atmosphere until the raindrops became less frequent. The sky gradually brightened again and the late afternoon rays of sunlight began to filter through the almond leaves on the other side of the road. The two of us sat at the same table but no one said a word. I glanced at her cup of coffee. It was still intact even though the ice had melted. Out of curiosity, I looked up at her face. The strange corner of her eyes was there. Why did she get rainwater like that? A drop rolled down her cheek but her face was still cold. She quickly wiped it away as if nothing had happened. Seeing that, I also turned away and asked, "What the hell? Who did it?" Why is she crying right in the middle of such a crowded place? Who doesn't know what she thinks she's doing... She should've waited until the rain stopped, stood up to pay and quickly walked out of the shop. At this moment I suddenly realized The scent of her perfume still lingers somewhere here. This fragrance is exactly what I like. It makes me feel an indescribable excitement even though I don't know what brand of perfume it is. A moment later, David pulled up a chair and sat next to her. I asked her who she was. She looks so pretty, I'm not an acquaintance. She smiled like she thought she was my new girlfriend. Have I asked her for information yet? I also smiled and replied, I'm not a stupid girl. Like you, he picked up the girl's cup of coffee and said he ordered coffee but didn't drink any of it. Who said it was black without sugar, black without sugar? I've never drank that kind before. Yeah, I'm so sorry, it's just someone who's addicted to coffee. I like to drink this type of drink when I'm high. I told you that but I still order it normally. The girls only drink smoothies. What do you think? The last few words she spoke with a long, sarcastic voice. I quickly reached out my hand and told her to give me a drink. Watch me pick up that cup of iced black coffee without sugar and take a sip, but I wince because of the bitter taste. The sour taste fills my mouth. The coffee is also thinner, so it flows quickly down my throat. Although the coffee smell is fragrant, it's not. I can't leave the bad taste. I handed the coffee back and said I would accept it. David smiled and said in a sarcastic tone, wondering what he was thinking just now. Then he took the coffee and walked away, leaving me alone with the familiar street corner in the rain. By then, it had completely stopped, leaving only small puddles of water on the road surface and drops of water falling from the leaves of trees. The air became cool and there was no longer any sultry feeling of summer. It seemed like autumn had just arrived. If only it were autumn now, it would be great.