"Long night, is my loneliness comforting your melancholy, or your melancholy comforting my loneliness?"

Don't know why, Lin Fan's mind came up with such a sentence, immediately said: "national goddess, it's only eight o'clock in the evening, I haven't rested so early."

She bit her lip gently, and Zeng Tianqi didn't know how to reply. Lin Fan said that this lonely comfort melancholy, let her imagination, Xiafei's cheeks.

"Mr. Lin, I didn't expect you could write poetry."

After five seconds of silence, Zeng Tianqi said, "since Lin is free, I'll wait for you in the classic cafe."

After saying this, immediately hung up the phone, she quickly patted the ups and downs of the heart. Known as the national goddess, she is cold and cold in the eyes of outsiders. In fact, there is a little girl in her heart.

A little literary girl always wants to hear words that touch her heart. But what Lin Fan said just now, although she had heard it before, touched her heart.

"Long night sleepless, who can know my loneliness?"

Looking at the photos on the screen of the mobile phone, Zeng Tianqi sighed. The busier people are, the more they can forget loneliness and emptiness, but there are always times when people are free

All of them were stunned to see that Lin didn't respond. Just now the brain pumping a bit, said the lonely comfort melancholy, seems to have accidentally teased the national goddess?

Tut, I also want to keep a low profile, but the strength is not allowed

From the Dragon Tiger club to leave, Lin Fan took a taxi to the classic cafe. When you see the word "classic" on the top of the cafe, look at the people who enter the place.

Men's suits and leathers are elegant, and women's skirts are fluttering or professional. From these we can see that this classic cafe is a high consumption place, and it is still of high grade.

"Do you have an appointment, sir?"

The attendant at the door opened the glass door and bowed slightly to Lin Fan: "if there is no appointment, I can show you a place suitable for a person in the past."

"No appointment, but someone else."

Glancing around, he didn't find Zeng Tianqi's figure. Lin Fan took out his mobile phone and prepared to call. He just received a wechat: Mr. Lin, table 12.

"Oh, table twelve."

Yang Yang mobile phone, Lin fan to the waiter smile: "how? Don't stand still and take me there. "

"Oh, are you sure it's table 12?"

The waiter, who responded, looked at Lin Fan from beginning to end again: "are you Mr. Lin?"

"Yes, I am Mr. Lin

Where can not understand the meaning of the waiter's eyes, Lin Fan's mouth curved: "how? Don't you think I am? "

No wonder people will use such a look, after all, other people are in suits, he is a leisurely dress. I don't feel like a coffee drinker. I think I'm a passer-by.

"Mr. Lin, you misunderstood me. I don't mean it."

He quickly shook his head and apologized. The waiter reached out and said, "this way, Mr. Lin. I'll show you to table 12."

The classic cafe, as its name implies, is full of classic decoration style. Mahogany is everywhere in the eye, and the old-fashioned chandelier is above.

Under the incandescent lamp, there is a cup of coffee with white smoke on the table. In the past, almost all the people sitting at each table were a man and a woman, or colleagues or lovers