"Alright!" This ti An Hao didn’t refuse anymore; maybe she was touched by this sad story, "Go ahead, I’m listening!"
"Would you like so coffee?" Hua Jin asked.
"Sure! I don’t mind!"
Hua Jin picked up the phone, dialed a number to the reception downstairs, and shortly, a box of coffee was delivered.
Hua Jin was extrely cautious, not even giving the waiter a chance to appear; he collected the coffee at the door.
"You know, years ago, I always had this idea! To sit with her, have coffee, chat, and enjoy the beautiful afternoon sunshine." Hua Jin said to An Hao while skillfully making the coffee.
His tall and slender back looked remarkably attractive.
If he hadn’t joined the spy organization, he would have certainly been an outstandingly handso man.
He was talented and good-looking, an enviable presence.
If not for this identity, maybe his future could have been splendid?
An Hao stared at his back, feeling regretful inside.
This white coat seed to truly suit him, the term "angel in white" should have originally been ant for soone like him!
Unfortunately, he let it down!
An Hao’s gaze gradually dropped to the pockets of his coat.
They were slightly bulging, as if hiding sothing.
An Hao rembered the ti Hua Jin made her pass out, her heart seed to understand a bit more.
She got up and slowly walked towards Hua Jin; when she was about to reach him, he suddenly turned around.
Holding two cups of freshly brewed coffee in his hands: "Here! Try and see what the coffee tastes like here?"
"Thank you." An Hao took a cup, sitting on the sofa near the window.
The sunlight outside was wonderful, the weather was nice, just a non-stuffy sumr afternoon.
Hua Jin sat beside her, casually crossed his legs, without the slightest embarrassnt of needing to escape: "How is it? Does it taste good?"
An Hao nodded: "It’s okay!"
"The coffee here isn’t as good as overseas." Hua Jin said after taking a sip, "Once we’re abroad, I’ll take you to the best coffee in San Francisco! Now, let tell you my story with her."
"Wait!" An Hao pointed to his cheek, "You should go to the restroom first, wash your face with cold water? I’m worried it might swell!"
"It’s okay, really! It’s just a small injury!" Hua Jin always wore a slight smile.
"But there’s still blood at the corner of your mouth." An Hao lowered her eyes, speaking softly, "I was too harsh just now! She wouldn’t treat you this way, would she?"
"No, she wouldn’t."
Hua Jin gently said.
"Go wash up!" An Hao stood up, embarrassed, pointing again to his kicked injured private area, "There’s also a footprint on your clothes! You should clean up as well!"
"Okay." Hua Jin smiled; he noticed the unease in An Hao’s eyes, just like his childhood friend back then, such small expressions always made his heart bloom.
Hua Jin stood up, and An Hao hurried to help him take off his white coat.
He wanted to resist at first, but then heard her gentle voice in his ear: "I sympathize with you! I know the feeling of parting life and death from a loved one! I’ve experienced it, I understand your feelings now! I’m sorry for earlier, but you indeed did sothing that let down."
"So, I want to make ands! Please give a chance!" Hua Jin turned his head to look at An Hao and said.
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