Chapter 453 When I Saw You for the First Time, I Saw Love.

Sunday, June 20, afternoon.

New York, Brooklyn, Cafe Cesc Town.

Aedra Bullock watched the light rain outside the window for a long time, the slippery dark road, and passers-by hurrying by with umbrellas. Get up and take a sip of the cold black coffee.

This kind of coffee should be bitter enough to make people frown, but he seems to be used to it, or his taste buds have long been numb.

Putting down the coffee cup, he would light another cigarette for himself.

This is not a famous cafe, just a place for people to relax and take a nap.

Some people come, some people go.

Others just come in to grab a couple of coffees or a simple lunch and leave in a hurry.

There were not many people in the cafe, scattered in twos and threes in every corner, some were chatting in low voices, some were reading magazines, and some had simply fallen asleep on the table.

In the last few weekends, Edra Bullock would come over in the afternoon and sit in this cafe for two or three hours. Every time I came, I always saw this situation.

And this is exactly why he likes to come here.

The bell at the door rang again, and Bullock took a puff of cigarette and let it out slowly.

Just outside the window, a woman passed by with her child. The rain was not too heavy, but the child was very naughty. Instead of hiding under the umbrella of his mother, he seemed to prefer to rush into the rain and jump. A woman in her thirties looked helpless.

It reminded him of his childhood.

Two girls came in, carrying large and small paper bags. After entering the door, they quickly sat down on the table beside Bullock, and each ordered a cup of coffee—the cappucci that Bullock hates the most. promise.

Realizing that there seemed to be more people in the cafe, Bullock realized that maybe he should leave, go for a walk in the nearby park, or simply go home.

However, he knew that although it was raining, it was not cool outside.

The two girls sitting next to each other started chattering. Bullock picked up the cup and took another sip, flicked the cigarette ash, and glanced over from the corner of his eyes: it was two girls who looked to be in their early twenties , one of them has exquisite makeup, but she is not too pretty, and the other one is not too ugly, especially with a few freckles on her face, she looks playful and beautiful.

They seem to be discussing today's harvest, um, roughly those paper bags.

Brock frowned slightly.

At this time, the girl with exquisite makeup suddenly turned her head to look at him, "Sir, can you pinch the cigarette?"

Brock froze for a moment before realizing that she was talking to him. He turned his head and looked over. He came back to his senses after a while, smiled, "Of course, of course!" He snuffed out the cigarette butt.

The girl smiled, said "thank you", and then turned to discuss with her partner.

Bullock knew that he really should go.

He hates noise, hates places where you can't smoke, hates trying to be delicate but actually revealing its clumsy makeup everywhere like a toddler who has just started to walk.

However, he picked up the coffee cup and took another sip, carefully savoring the bitterness in his mouth, but still planned to sit for another five minutes.

Because he knows that he has almost nowhere to go.

During the recent period, he hardly knew what to do besides work.

Being in a daze seems to be the only way to pass the time.

The two girls sitting next to each other continued to count their trophies while waiting for their coffee.

Soon, the waiter brought their coffee, and the two girls paid for each, but before the waiter had gone far, the girl with exquisite makeup suddenly stopped him and took out a box of unopened coffee. CD comes, "Could you play it for us, please? I can't wait to hear it. Please!"

Coffee shops like Cesc Town are not those high-end places, but they still have their own sound system. Bullock even knew that they would start playing some soothing piano music at around 4:30 in the afternoon. It is said that someone I like to listen to such piano music to eat a steak, it is said that it will make the steak in this store more tender and juicy.

But Bullock tried, and really, he frowned at the combination.

The steak served in the store is OK, but the music is pure noise-in fact, Bullock is a very musical person, he believes in his musical appreciation, and believes that the piano and violin pieces are originally Great work of art.

But here, with the steak and the piano, he just felt awful.

The waiter took the CD handed over by the girl, glanced at it, "Oh... LIAO! No problem, thank you, let me also listen to her album, in fact, I am planning to buy one too Listen, she has a great voice, doesn't she?"

The two girls sitting next to each other thanked each other, and the waiter nodded. When the girl opened the package, he took out the CD, took it and left.

Brock is very anxious about his ability to pick up girls.

Picking up the coffee cup, he took another sip. In fact, there was not much left in this cup of coffee.

"Maybe I really should go!" he thought to himself.

At this time, the stereo in the store suddenly rang.

Seems like very soothing music.

Brock curled his lips and frowned.

At this moment, a female voice sounded—as soon as she spoke, Bullock's brows suddenly wrinkled deeper.

It turned out to be a language he could not understand at all!

However, this girl's voice is very nice, gurgling like running water, flowing thinly, warm and peaceful. It's just that such a tune seems to be as unfamiliar as the language she uttered.

At this time, a song seemed to be halfway through. During the interlude, he heard the pretty girl with freckles in the next seat say: "The lyrics are so beautiful! Liao sings so well! Is this Chinese music?" ,sounds so good!"

Hearing the word "China", Bullock subconsciously showed an expression of sudden realization—yes, that girl sang in Chinese. When he was an account manager in that technical service company, his subordinates There is a Chinese who can speak this magical language. Bullock remembered that he had learned how to pronounce the three words "I love you" specially from him at that time, and then, when she heard that she said "I love you" in the languages ​​of six countries, Alice was excited. Wept, and then agreed to his marriage proposal.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile slightly.

He picked up the cup and took another sip, letting the strong bitterness wash over every taste bud in him.

When the babbling Chinese song finished, the freckled girl next door said with emotion: "I really want to know what these Chinese characters mean. I think it must be more moving than the translated version." .”

Her partner, the girl with exquisite make-up smiled, and read it in a tone that sounded awkward, "Look at its label, I think it should be pronounced like this-by, forgotten, forgotten, of, time ,Light!"

"Wow!" the freckled girl admired sincerely, "Lily, believe me, you are very talented in learning Chinese!"

Brock curled his lips subconsciously.

At this time, the second song has begun.

In this song, the girl who was called "LIAO" by the girl next to her obviously showed her voice skills that are very different from the previous one - different from the oriental music full of special charm just now, It's a great piece of country music!

The melody is moving, her voice is exquisite and comfortable——

When-I-first-saw-you,, I-saw-love.

When I first saw you, I saw love.

And-the-first-time-you-touched-me, I-felt-love.

When you first touched me, I felt love.

And-after-all-this-time, you're-still-the-one-I-love.

And now, you are still the only one I love.

Looks-like-we-made-it.

It appears we have succeeded.

Look-how-far-we've-come-my-baby.

Look how far we've come, baby.

We-mighta-took-the-long-way.

We may have come a long way.

We-knew-we'd-get-there-someday.

But I know we will get there one day.

They-said, "I-bet-they'll-never-make-it".

One said: "I bet they won't be together forever."

But-just-look-at-us-holding-on.

But they see that we have been holding on.

We're-still-together-still-going-strong.

We are still together, very firm.

…………

Brock lowered his head subconsciously.

He suddenly remembered the first time he met Alice - God, she was as pitiful as she could have been, with messy hair, not at all soft and shiny as the beautiful blonde hair should have, brown eyes It was full of helplessness and distress. Her white shirt seemed to have just been poured with a large cup of coffee, and she was extremely embarrassed.

However, Bullock remembers clearly that he did not pay attention to the color and style of the bra/bra under the soaked shirt as he usually does subconsciously!

When I saw her, the girl with blond hair and a few playful freckles on the nose, it was like the sentence said at the very beginning of the lyrics——When I first saw you, I see love.

Yes, that was the only time in his life that his heart beat.

That feeling completely surpassed the first skateboard I got at the age of seven, and the first time I touched a girl's chest at the age of seventeen, and then fucked her. The excitement and excitement when I got the first car in my life...

Hell, he really believed he had found love.

Yes, that legendary love.

The girl sang emotionally—

"They-said, "I-bet-they'll-never-make-it".

One said: "I bet they won't be together forever."

But-just-look-at-us-holding-on.

But they see that we have been holding on.

We're-still-together-still-going-strong.

We are still together, very firm. "

Bullock picked up the coffee cup and took a sip slowly.

Putting down the glass, he decided to get up and leave.

Outside the window, there is a pair of lovers holding an umbrella together, hugging each other and walking through the rainy street, the girl's smile is sweet and pure.

Bullock was stunned and subconsciously took out the cigarette, but thinking of the two girls sitting next to him, he took a deep breath and put it away again—"Okay, sit for a while." He thought.

At this time, a few tables away, someone suddenly said: "Damn! This music is great! I love it!"

Bullock stared blankly at his coffee mug.

The two girls sitting next to each other looked at each other and smiled, and the girl with exquisite make-up poked her head out and said to that side: "Hey, buddy, this is the new album of LIAO, a girl from China! You can go to the nearby Got this album at the video store, it's just out and it's easy to get! But I think you should hurry up, it's been said to be selling really well!"

On the seat over there, a black buddy in his thirties turned his head and said seriously: "Thank you! I know, that Titanic girl! My-heart-will-go-on! I know her, I like her she!"

After a pause, he said again: "Is this CD yours? I want to listen to it first before buying it. You know, every time we hear good music, we can't bear to stop halfway!"

The girl with exquisite makeup smiled and nodded, "Yes."

After a few short conversations, they stopped talking and went back to drinking coffee and listening to music.

Bullock took a deep breath, reached out for his wallet, took money for a cup of coffee, and said, "Beck...hey, buddy, have another cup of black coffee."—He also suddenly wanted to finish listening to this album before gone.

As for the LIAO from China they mentioned, he has no idea who it is. He has heard of "Titanic". girl?

Well, the touching love story on the sinking ship...is it actually a girl from China called the Titanic girl? It's interesting isn't it?

When this moving "You're-still-the-One" ended, soon, a melody that even Bullock felt somewhat familiar sounded.

At this time, the two girls sitting next to me made no secret of their love for the song, with expressions of anticipation and intoxication on their faces, and the black guy couldn't help but sigh, "Oh... My-heart- will-go-on! I love it!"

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I worked very hard to write this paragraph well, and I hope I have already written it, because this paragraph is really slow to write! The next two to three chapters are expected to be even slower!

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