Luminous Cup Meet Shanghai

Have a flight attendant to take the subway, drink a cup of coffee on the street corner, and the casual encounter is looking forward to.

　　Get used to driving, feel much more comfortable taking the subway, brush the screen to see beautiful women, and take care of two things. Every time you set off, there is a kind of "sexual encounter" expectation. When I arrived at the subway station, I found that the mask was forgotten and the problem of self-driving. It was too laborious to go home to fetch it, and the old face was cheeky and looking for someone to beg. Isn't begging a form of performance art? It is also a kind of sexual encounter also! I have experienced it many times in the past year, and I have succeeded and failed in half. Once I bought three packs from a vending machine for fifteen dollars.

　　Looking up, I saw an old man. He flipped the cross-back triangle bag in a cheerful way, not without pride reminding me that when I am older, I should do ABC before going out, and so on. I even thanked him, forgot to give him money, he did not chase, now there are more good people.

　　Sitting down in the car to look around for some scenery, a six- or seven-year-old boy, with big eyes and white skin, obediently Ren Niang was playing with his fingers. Both were wearing masks, but from the corner of their faces, their eyebrows were exactly the same. This mother played with her son's tender onion-like fingers, picking the mud in the child's nails one by one, and getting one after another, like an old monkey catching fleas for a little monkey, enjoying it. The boy looked helpless, his eyes looking at a pair of beautiful women and men in the carriage.

　　Got off the subway. Maoming Road crosses Yan'an Middle Road, and the green light shows that there are still 10 seconds to cross a wide intersection in both directions. You have to trot. I inadvertently caught a glimpse of a small chick with her shoulders half exposed and wearing a purple orchid shirt. Watching me start, she was obviously taken to the rhythm and ran with me. Running across a sidewalk I glanced at her. She was wearing high heels of JinLian and was not happy to run. In the middle of the second street, I simply slowed down and waited for her. Lest she be alone. She really understood my intentions and threw a hint of "autumn waves" at me. When I got to the shore, I laughed to myself and let the family go first. I found that the girls on this street were really good-looking, and the dresses were different. One hand of milk tea or coffee, the other hand of the mobile phone, the bag is small enough to put only a mobile phone, sweat paper, lipstick.

　　I'm in a hurry, I don't know how many people are in the office of the organ I'm going to, is it good to buy milk tea or coffee? Thinking about it, autumn is the season when chestnuts are fragrant, and it is more convenient to buy a bag of sugar and stir-fry chestnuts to share. So I pumped the air in my nose and wanted to smell the chestnuts. Unfortunately, under the broken light of the sycamores, on julu Road, Maoming South Road, where the leisurely shops are shoulder to shoulder, I can't find a cauldron of caramel, and the busy figure of a shirtless and convex man. It's not like the well of Shanghai in memory.

　　I simply found a roadside café and spent 15 yuan on a cup of American hot coffee, which was hot. Urgent code word tonight's circle of friends. In front of my seat, there was a "little sister" (today's honorific title for the old aunt). She was embarrassed to say that she didn't order, just sat for a few minutes and waited. A look of shame, afraid of affecting my consumer's emotions. I said I didn't mind, I just couldn't smoke. She said awkwardly, "I also smoke in my house, but it doesn't hurt to smoke." I laughed. In order to make up for my "loss", she took the initiative to say that it was her daughter who asked her to come out to buy cakes, and tomorrow is her birthday. "It's still good for my daughter." I replied to her, almost to be taken to her by her, admitting that I also had a daughter.

　　She went on to say, "Can it be bad?" I gave her a million to buy a house. "They are all only children, won't they all be hers in the future?" I felt strange. "It's not the same, giving her when I'm alive and giving it to her after I die, are two completely different feelings." She was proud and straight, and the old saying goes, "When you see a young lady get married, you have to see the old lady end." Shanghai's "Little Sister" has the insight and shrewdness to show.

　　There are flight attendants to take the subway and it is really pleasant to have a cup of coffee on the corner. (Xin Xuguang)