1774: C1774 Long Night

C1774 Long Night

"The night is long. Is it my loneliness that comforted your melancholy, or your melancholy that comforted my loneliness?"1

For some reason, Lin Fann suddenly thought of something and immediately said: "National Goddess, it's only 8 PM now, I haven't rested this early yet."

Gently biting her lips, Zeng Tianqi didn't know how to reply. Lin Fann's words of solace and melancholy, let her daydream fly to her cheeks.

"Director Lin, I didn't think that you would know how to compose poems."

After five seconds of silence, Zeng Tianqi finally said, "Since Director Lin is free, I'll wait for you at the classic café."

After saying so, she immediately hung up the phone and hurriedly patted her chest. Being called the "national goddess", in the eyes of outsiders, she was as cold as ice. In fact, there was a little girl living in her heart.

A little girl in literary arts had always wanted to hear words that would strike a deep chord in her heart. And what Lin Fann said just now, even though there was nothing new, even though she had heard it before, it touched her heart.

"The night is long and long, and I have no intention to sleep. Who would know that I am lonely?"

Looking at the photo on the screen, Zeng Tianqi sighed. The more busy a person was, the more he could forget about loneliness and emptiness, but there was always a time when he could be idle …

Lin Fann couldn't help but be shocked when he saw the call being hung up. Just now, her brain had been twitching about her loneliness and melancholy. It seemed like she had accidentally teased the national goddess?

Tsk tsk, I also want to keep a low profile, but my strength doesn't allow it …

After leaving Longhu Society, Lin Fann called a taxi and went to the classic coffee shop. When he saw the word 'classic' on top of the coffee shop, he looked at the people who entered the place.

The man in the suit had a graceful bearing, while the woman's skirt fluttered or she was dressed professionally. From all of this, it could be seen that this classic coffee shop belonged to the high quality of consumption.

"Sir, do you have an appointment?"

The waiter who was guarding the door opened the glass door and slightly bowed towards Lin Fann: "If you don't have an appointment, I can lead you to a suitable seat for one person."

"I don't have an appointment, but I did."

After scanning around, he didn't find Zeng Tianqi. Lin Fann took out his phone and was about to give her a call, but he just happened to receive a WeChat message: Director Lin, No. 12 table.

"Oh, table twelve."

Lifting up his phone, Lin Fann smiled at the waiter, "What's the matter?" "Don't just stand there. Bring me there."

"Oh, are you sure it's table twelve?"

The waiter reacted and looked at Lin Fann from head to toe: "You are Mr. Lin?"

"Yes, I am Mr. Lin."

How could he not understand the look in the waiter's eyes? The corner of Lin Fann's mouth curved into a smile: "What? You don't think I'm like that? "

No wonder they would look at him like that. After all, everyone else was dressed in suits and shoes, while he was dressed in casual attire. No matter how you looked at it, he didn't look like someone who came for coffee.

"Mr. Lin, you misunderstood, I didn't mean it that way."

He quickly shook his head in apology. The waiter extended his hand and gestured: "This way please. Mr. Lin, I'll take you to table twelve."

Classic coffee shop, the shop as its name, decorative style is full of the classic flavor. It was all mahogany, with old-fashioned chandeliers on top of it.

There was a cup of coffee with white smoke on the table under the incandescent lamp. Seated at almost every table was a man and a woman, colleagues or couples...

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