Night Run.

Ever since he left, there has been a wound in my heart, neither big nor small.

Love is the bittersweet flavor of Cappuccino, hidden in my heart for a long time.

"Xiao Xi!" Mom caught up from behind and said, "Can you not do this? I came back specifically to pick you up this time!"

"Is that so?" Yuki reluctantly tugged at her lips. She finally understood why Lu Qian refused to take her out in public. Yuki suddenly felt a bit ridiculous and, for the first time, deeply experienced the worldly yet genuine things that separated her from Lu Qian. Without asking for anything, she quickly walked out of the coffee shop, leaving a bewildered waiter standing there.

When Deng Youxi stopped, she was surprised to find herself once again in front of the coffee shop. She remembered the cuppuccino that Lu Qian had bought for her, which must have already cooled down, lying lonely on the coffee table or thrown into the trash by Lu Qian, who didn't eat sweets. Youxi began to regret her impulsiveness. If she hadn't left, how many things would she have to say to Lu Qian? Those hidden sorrows of youth, only Lu Qian understood all along, right? How could she be so willful with him!

After swallowing a big burger, Yuki looked at Lu Qian seriously and said, "You're lying. You're not even blushing!" However, this look made Yuki feel a little embarrassed because she found that Lu Qian was really handsome, like the male protagonists in TV dramas, which easily made people's hearts flutter.

I have always spoken like this! You really don't understand your daughter! Yuki walked ahead with big steps and said, "I have something to do tonight, so you can take care of yourself!"

Do you know that I'm fierce and yet you still provoke me?" Yukki pouted and put her legs on the table, asking, "Do you have a cigarette?"

Lou Qian's casual attitude completely angered Youxi. The days of waiting, suspicion, and grievances made Youxi lose her sanity in an instant. She started throwing things, first in the living room, then in the bedroom, and finally in the kitchen. Lou Qian didn't stop her at all, but instead seemed to be enjoying a wonderful performance, with a faint smile on his lips. It wasn't until Youxi was exhausted and sitting amidst the mess, crying loudly, that he got up from the sofa, walked to Youxi's side, and gently picked her up.

"No!" The waiter chuckled strangely, "You've got quite the personality, little sister! Hmm, why do I feel like I've seen you before?"

“Great! Can your request not be fulfilled?” Lu Qian said. Yuki smiled proudly. Just then, she saw her mother hurrying towards the teaching building from the other end of the playground. Yuki suspected that she had seen it wrong, but upon closer inspection, it was indeed her mother. An indescribable emotion surged up from the bottom of her heart. Yuki forgot to say goodbye to Lu Qian and hung up the phone.

My mother came back very suddenly.

After finishing reading the political book, Youxi covered it on his face and burst into laughter.

I am not hungry!

Upon realizing this, Yuki frantically dialed Lu Qian's phone. No answer! Yuki knew he was deliberately avoiding her. If it was intentional, she wouldn't be able to find him! Feeling down, she sat in the coffee shop and the waiter quickly approached her and asked, "Cappuccino?"

Mother accompanied Youxi to dinner and bought her a delicate set of pajamas. The mother and daughter have been silent until they finished washing up and lay down on the bed, then the mother asked, "I heard you participated in the TV station's competition and won first place?"

Yuki's mother waved her hand and looked up. The eastern sky was already showing a faint white color. Amidst the rumbling sound of the train tracks, Yuki missed a girl named Lu Meng and hoped that she, like herself, could embrace each new day with a fresh mindset to welcome every sunrise.

Yuki glanced at Bai, no longer speaking, silently picked up the cuppuccino and looked at the thick white foam floating on top. Yuki's tears were about to fall again. Because her acquaintance with Lu Qian started with cuppuccino.

Lu Qian glanced at her and said loudly to the makeup artist, "Hurry up!"

Yuki's mother also saw Yuki at a glance. She hurriedly walked up and waved at Yuki. Yuki had no expression on her face, just looking at her mother, a familiar but unfamiliar woman she hadn't seen for almost two years. She seemed not to have aged at all, but instead appeared younger and more beautiful. Standing in front of Yuki, she seemed to want to reach out and hug Yuki, perhaps thinking it was inappropriate at school, she ultimately didn't, just staring at her and asking, "Do you have a mobile phone?"

Passersby looked at a girl running wildly in the night with astonishment. They all wanted to know what happened to her, but no one reached out to pull her or was willing to grab her and ask what was going on.

Yuki has been to the TV station, but all she got was three cold words - on a business trip. As for where she went and how long she would be there, Yuki didn't know and didn't dare to ask. Unable to reach Lu Qian's phone, Yuki had no choice but to fall into the vast waiting.

The TV station is going to record a program for the award-winning contestant. On the night of the recording, the teacher happened to keep the class late, talking incessantly without any intention of letting the students go. By the time Yuki hurried to the TV station, it was already very late. A man holding the program schedule rushed over and angrily said to Yuki, "Do you have any sense of time? Look at the time! How many times have you cooperated with the backup dancers? Any problems!?"

I, however, have a different feeling towards love. I deeply feel that it is like a Cappuccino in my hand.

You didn't even tell your mother about such a happy event!

Lu Qian smiled and said, "In the end, you're still a child!"

When Yuki came out of the TV station, the stars were already shining on the ground. She walked slowly, pondering where to go for dinner. She couldn't swallow a single bite of the fast food provided by the TV station just now, and her stomach was growling with hunger.

This is the first encounter between Youxi and Lu Qian. A long time later, Youxi regretted that the background of this acquaintance should not have been in the flashy studio with noisy voices of the childish KFC. At least this dimly lit coffee shop in front of her would have been more appropriate, because the story between her and Lu Qian was destined not to extend and continue under the sunlight.

Watching the old lady walk away, Yuki quickly tidied herself up with the speed of a 100-meter sprint and ran straight to Lu Qian's place. The "old place" that Lu Qian mentioned was actually his old house. It was small, with two bedrooms and a living room, but very cozy. Yuki often stayed there with him until late at night. However, Lu Qian did not give her a key. Yuki took a taxi and arrived quickly. She rang the doorbell loudly and when Lu Qian opened the door, she rushed in, threw her backpack heavily onto the sofa, turned around and gasped for breath, her face turning red.

Compensation? Yuuki hummed in her heart. Those empty and hollow fourteen, fifteen, and sixteen-year-olds without any family affection can never be filled again. If, if she hadn't met Lu Qian, Yuuki couldn't imagine what she would be like now. Would it be better or worse?

"Is that so?" Yuki looked at Lu Qian and said tentatively, "My mother is going to take me to the south to study."

"No wonder?" Lu Qian handed a helmet to Youxi and said in a half-commanding tone, "Get on the car! I'll take you to eat something first, and then send you home!"

"Look at you!" Lu Qian said, "You're really not an easy girl to deal with. You made me blush!"

How familiar and warm but long-lost voice, if it weren't for grandma, Yuki would definitely burst into tears. But grandma was standing right there, so Yuki had to calmly say, "I'm at home."

A motorcycle stopped in front of her, and it turned out to be Lu Qian. He said to her, "Need a ride?"

"Hmm," Yuuki responded absentmindedly.

"It's easy for you to say! Can I not worry?"

Lumeng is actually very talented. She has been hosting the school art festival since junior high!

So it's simple, Grandma doesn't like Youxi, just like how Grandma has never accepted Youxi's mother. She thinks Youxi's mother is too pretty and destined to be a spendthrift. Unexpectedly, the family really went bankrupt later. Unable to bear Grandma's constant nagging and crying, Father had to take Mother to the south to make a living. Youxi was only thirteen years old that year, and from the age of thirteen, Youxi deeply understood the unfairness of life. Mother could stay far away, but Youxi had to stay behind and take the blame for her.

It was a coffee shop not far from the television station, with few people during lunchtime. As soon as I sat down, Lu Qian's face showed displeasure as he said, "How could you come to the station to find me? Your audacity is getting bigger and bigger!"

"Okay," Yuki said. Then she hung up the phone.

"I bought it myself!" Yuki pretended to be indifferent and threw her phone back into her backpack. But in her heart, she wished her grandma would leave soon and stop asking so many questions, so she could leave early too.

Just after we had a fight about your matter, she kicked me out.

"They have never cared about whether I live or die!" Yuuki said discontentedly.

Whatever has happened, whether it was absurd or amusing, it has all become the past. The remnants of youth can only be tidied up by oneself.

That night, Yuki and her mother slept in the hotel.

"Director Lu," Yuki said, "I want to ask if there has been any response from the record company."

Lú Qián's expression was uneasy as he said, "Miss, I'm sorry, I can't give you a future. Someday, you will hate me!"

"Yes!" Lu Qian said, "Get out of here!"

This is a deadly winter night!

"Not going home anymore!" Mom Yuki said, "I have booked a hotel room, we will eat out tonight, let Mom have a good look at you!"

“I have never seen anyone as sharp-tongued as you.” Lu Qian chuckled and said, “Seriously, you have great potential. Have you ever thought about developing a career in the music industry? I can help you.”

"Didn't you promise me not to eat out anymore?" Lu Qian said, "Why don't you choose a gift, and I will buy it for you!"

In his office, Lu Qian appeared exhausted with slightly disheveled hair. Upon seeing Yuxi, he was clearly surprised, but as an experienced veteran, he quickly regained his composure without showing any signs. He greeted Yuxi and invited her to sit.

My translation is: The classmate sitting next to her also leaned over and said to Yuki, "It's such a pity. How could a good girl like you do drugs?"

"Nonsense!" Lu Qian hit her on the head and said, "Being parents is not easy at all!"

Who can be blamed for this?

With this in mind, Yuki began to hate Lu Qian in her heart. The more she hated, the stronger her longing became, and she was helpless. Everything was just like the lyrics of that song:

For Yuki, who had long been accustomed to relying on Lu Qian, such waiting was simply torture. She was also listless during class, causing her desk mate to constantly touch her forehead, suspecting that she had a fever. Her desk mate was a fair-skinned girl with extremely soft hands. Yuki was grateful but also somewhat jealous of her. How clean and bright her sixteen years old must be!

Love is like Cappuccino, with a thick foam of affection and a tempting aroma, it is hard to let go of.

Yuxi pursed her lips and locked eyes with Lu Qian for a few seconds. Then she slung her backpack over her shoulder and walked out. She closed the door forcefully and heard it slam loudly behind her. Just as Yuxi had expected, Lu Qian did not chase after her.

"Is it not allowed?" Yuki asked.

"I have something to attend to!" Yuki said angrily.

Mother called from the south and excitedly told Yuxi, "Your father's business is doing well this year. We have applied for the prestigious school here for you. Soon, our family will be reunited!"

Yuki looked at the waiter in astonishment, she really didn't know she was so famous.