The faint fragrance of lotus flowers

The hustle and bustle of the city are full of tall buildings and traffic, Qian walked into the 312th alley, the alley is not big, thrift stores and small food stores, shriveled dotted with deep alleys, she couldn't wait to turn into the alley, an old store and an old store to search, grandmother's smile and advice near the ears, the fragrance of childhood in the lips, again and again, hope, after walking through a store was washed away by reality, out of the last thrift store, she looked at the burning sky, depressed, thinking, really want to keep looking like this?

　　She walked into the 320th alley, she was a bit angry, how many deep alleys are there in this city? How many unknown thrift stores are there? Her feet hurt almost to the point of tears, suddenly a teahouse called "foraging" caught her eye, anyway, to calm the frustration, so she grumpily pushed the door and entered, the interior decoration is simple and comfortable, but at this time there are no customers, a black man standing behind the bar, perhaps the store has not been visited for a long time, his cold eyes make Qian numb The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to the public, such as the "Mediterranean Style" performed by Risa Ono with bossa nova, wrapped in a tropical leisurely wind, lazily floating into the eardrums, Qian froze and stopped. "This store only sells lotus tea, nothing else, not the right taste, please help yourself." The man looked straight at her with a smirk, as if he didn't want to do business. "Don't play it cool, I'm a professional in lotus tea." The man's words are right for her temper, Qian put down his backpack, unconcerned to pull back the chair high head picking the shore to look back at him, the eyes lightning like a touch immediately separated, the man "puff" a smile, like a child as innocent. This kind of man will not be pitted, Qian's heart has the bottom. Even if you can't find what you're looking for, a cup of lotus tea is a comfort, right? The corners of your mouth will be lightly smiled when you think about it.

　　Wisps of lotus leaves, stamens, tumbling in the antique alabaster pot, sinking, just a moment, the light lotus fragrance will overflow the whole room, Qian'er greedily inhaled, a face intoxicated, the man took the tea sat opposite, carefully will be turquoise, fragrant tea, poured in the cup, clean friendly smile instead of disdain, said softly: "You such avant-garde people, should have been exclusive 'foreign drinks', how can you love lotus tea?" "Don't think I won't be picky just because you've changed your attitude." Qian raised her eyebrows in a cocky manner. This store back, few people, must not be profitable, the bustling city everyone is busy in pursuit of material things, so how many people have the leisure to sit down and slowly taste a cup of lotus tea? Keeping this cold and lonely, as they clutch the promise of childhood, is not easy. Thinking of this, Qian's face lines softened up, for no reason this strange man has some good feeling, lightly sips the mouth tea, light fragrance, softly sweet, warmth slipped through the throat, the years fade away, childhood sweet, crispy root fragrance again between the lips called out, those sucking snot, chewing the crispy root, and singing together innocent years so diffuse heart... ...

　　The first time she came back to the south of the fish and rice country with her parents, she was surrounded by the children in the neighborhood and looked at them curiously, she stubbornly bit her lip and ignored them, but only smiled at a pond of blue lotus. "What kind of flower is this?" The boy smiled with disdain, "This is a lotus flower! How stupid, you don't even know this." Qian'er's small pride shattered into several petals, she pouted angrily: "You're bad!" A flip of the hand and run away a long way. Later on, Qian knew that the boy's name was Hai Hai, but every time she saw him again, she would quickly turn her head and pout, not talking, Hai Hai sucked his nose and tried to talk to her and make her laugh, but Qian just ignored it.

　　The other day Qian was staring at the lotus pond, Hai Hai came running with a big bowl full of sweat, the bowl of a white bright ding with holes even silk is Qian had never seen the food, Hai Hai wiped his head and sucked his nose proudly said: "This is the lotus flower change, I specially made it for you to eat, can be delicious, have the taste of lotus flower, do not believe you try it." Qian couldn't wait to pick one and put it in her mouth. The crunchy sweetness and light fragrance tasted so good that they released all their grudges and snuggled up to each other, shaking their legs, eating the sweet crispy lotus root, singing nursery rhymes, and watching the lotus flowers dance and fly in the pond. Since then, Qian'er went everywhere, Hai Hai protect her, the holiday soon passed, Qian'er went back to the north, grandmother hand jade lotus earrings on her ears, said: "This lotus earrings less flower heart if you find the flower heart, you will be happy. When you grow up, you must find its heart ah." The young Qian nodded vigorously, and when parting Hai Hai stubbornly wiped his nose with the back of his hand and handed Qian a large flattened flower petal: "This is the lotus petal I saved, here, later I will save more lotus flowers when I grow up and make all kinds of lotus jewelry for you." "Then where can I find you?" Qian was lost and at a loss, sucking her fingers and lowering her head, almost crying. Suddenly her eyes lit up and she pulled off an emerald lotus earring and said, "One for you and one for me, as soon as we find another emerald lotus earring we'll meet." "In the future, I hang a piece of this lotus petal in front of the door, put more lotus petals in the room, you smell the lotus smell and see the leaves and come to me." Hai Hai said with a naive smile as he clutched the earrings.

　　Many years have passed, and Hai Hai probably long forgotten the childhood promise, Qian went to many cities, like a koala everywhere patrol search, never found the heart of the earrings, but also did not see hanging lotus petals sign, floating lotus fragrance ornaments store, can not find the original flower heart, no lotus fragrance ornaments, lotus tea is also possible, right?

　　Since then, Qian'er has become a regular customer of "Foraging", the man in black has a nice name - Lin Jun, both are hardcore fans of Risa Ono, the store is often just the two of them, sipping lotus tea and listening to "Mediterranean style", talking about the heart and the news, let the wind Gently blowing, let the fine crystal sunshine warm every corner of the store, so lightly interact, as the people in this city look away from each other, looking for a trace of hidden solace. Qian went out of town on a business trip, saw Ono Risa's new disc bought two, and came back directly to the "foraging" taxi, Lin Jun has lost a lot of weight, see her eyes shining, said straight: "Where have you been? Where have you been?" aggrieved like a child, Qian'er's heart is full of soft touch, drinking tea, Lin Jun suddenly said: "open this teahouse is to find a person who understands me, but always this is not a matter." Qian was surprised to stare at him, at the passage of time, sometimes, people have to compromise with reality, but with the words from Lin Jun's mouth, she felt shocked. Seeing Qian scowling, he suddenly said, "What to do, I found that person. But I don't know what people are thinking." Qian was a little lost, but her mouth said, "Stupid, confess to someone, won't you know?" He scratched his head: "Actually, I, I, can't seem to get away from you ......" Then he took out a fresh lotus flower behind himself, "You, can you be my girlfriend forever?" In the momentary trance, reality has changed many things, has been looking for, and has long been unknown to belong. Qian is not a greedy person, can meet in this material world, and dreams closely linked to feelings is also lucky, right? A sip of lotus tea, many years have been looking for that feeling, as if already in the cup, shallow and light fragrance warm sweet, is the taste of love, right?