First Meeting

This article was written on December 5, 2014. Author: Lü Jianfeng. She first saw him, mature, cheerful, humorous, with a faint aroma of coffee, like an old friend, congenial. She liked him. He first saw her, beautiful, generous, cheerful, her voice like a heavenly sound, like a childhood neighbor girl. Fate. He fell in love with her. He spilled coffee all over himself in the office. She had a sore throat for days and had to lower her voice. Damn coffee. Damn sore throat. The fatal first meeting.