Third item on a list or third day of a month represented in Arabic numerals as 03.

知微 ... ... (Note: As the content provided is incomplete and lacks context, it is difficult to provide a precise translation. The text "知微" can be translated as "knowing the subtle details" or "understanding the nuances". The ellipsis "..." indicates that there is more to the text, but it is not provided.)

As I turned to leave, the man grabbed my arm and looked at me with a pleading gaze.

The most daring thing I have ever done in my life was probably when I was eighteen years old and fell in love with a boy, but didn't even dare to ask for his name.

I don't know whether to laugh or cry. If it were the old me, perhaps I would have slapped her without a second thought and scolded her, saying, "Don't pretend to be cute in front of me." But that was in the past.

I was startled by my own bold ideas, and yet there is some anticipation in my heart. If I were truly loved by such a person, it would be a wonderful thing, wouldn't it?

My gaze followed his figure as he walked outside the shop, putting several pieces of food like bread into the paper bag I gave him, and then placing it in front of a homeless person.

Excuse me, may I ask if I can buy a paper bag? His eyes were clean and sincere, with a shy expression on his face. He might have come to the coffee shop knowing that it was inappropriate to ask for a paper bag without ordering anything.

From the moment I received the admission letter from A University, I have decided to bid farewell to the past. I am no longer the person I used to be.

I don't know his name, I don't know his age, not even a complete conversation has taken place...

Seeing the paper bag, he eagerly took it.

Once upon a time, I was a person who didn't believe in feelings or love. My parents' divorce, my mother's suicide, my uncle and aunt's constant quarrels - the word "love" in my heart was like a complicated knot. It looked strong and beautiful, but once you pulled the main thread, it would unravel in an instant.

"Ah? What... what?" I didn't react for a moment, and took a small step back.

Are you unhappy? She seemed to not understand what I said, staring at me with big innocent eyes and asked, "Sorry, I like to joke around, I didn't expect you to take it so seriously."

"Mr. Cun, do you have any other instructions?" Taking someone else's money and still putting on a noble and glamorous appearance, perhaps others would say - a cheap person is just being affected, but I still can't bring myself to greet with a smile.

Somehow, I, who have never had too much emotional ups and downs towards anyone or anything, am now looking at this unfamiliar boy in front of me, and my heart is beating faster, feeling nervous like an annoying little girl.

Looking at the candy on the table, I reached out and took it in my palm. I don't know why, but the frustration from just a moment ago was thrown out of my mind, replaced by his clear eyes and clean smile.

I know that this boy and I are not on the same path, but my mind can't help but keep recalling everything that just happened.

It's really stiff!

Mr. Cun, thank you. I will definitely repay your money. I tried to break free from his grip. He held on tightly, my wrist hurt and I couldn't break free, so I had to sit back down.

I want to have a home, even if it's a small space where my family can live together. I want a mother who smiles at me every day, and a grandmother who complains about my sword practice when I come back.

Looking back, I actually wanted to see what new words they could come up with, "What else do they want...". The few words that slipped out of my mouth were instantly swallowed back by the beautiful and almost dreamlike face in front of me.

She seemed unwilling to let me go, chasing after me and asking, "Cunzhiwei, are you being kept by someone? I heard you don't have parents, is that why you've willingly fallen into depravity?"

Oh? Can't it be used? The boy seemed a bit embarrassed.

Why do you speak like this? You look so gentle and lovely, but it turns out to be a facade. Could that person just now be your benefactor? I saw it, he gave you a card, probably with a lot of money inside! Since you have so much money, why are you still working here?

A boy who is taller than me, he is against the light, with a golden halo around his face. To accommodate my height, he slightly bends his waist and smiles at me, just like a sunshine boy walking out of a comic book. When he smiles, the corners of his eyes slightly droop, like the cutest and purest little deer in the zoo, with clear and pure eyes.

As I expected, I am already associated with all kinds of dirty things in their minds.

But I know we will meet again, because I saw a big A badge on his white T-shirt.

Thank you. He finally looked up at me, but just for a moment and then lowered his head. "I'm leaving first, message me if you need anything."

She even playfully stuck out her tongue at me as she spoke.

Sorry...

What other speculations are there this time?

We never know what will happen in the next second. This boy, to me, is like a mirage in the desert. Until I get close, I will never know if it is real or illusory.

Sigh... I took a deep breath and turned to the counter. Just as I started organizing, I heard fragments of discussions and laughter. Following the sound, I saw that girl "reporting" the information she had gathered to other waitstaff.

After speaking, he left again.

Time has changed many things, making me, who was once rebellious, mature. Who would have thought that I was once a mischievous and unruly girl with hair dyed in various colors, causing trouble on campus?

If possible, I would rather never have had you as my father, so that mom wouldn't have died, grandma wouldn't have fallen ill, and maybe I could still live happily. As I said this, my nose couldn't help but feel sour. "At least... I still have a home..."

I feel extremely annoyed by the boring criticisms and malicious speculations. Just then, there was a slight movement on my shoulder. Is someone coming to continue prying into gossip?

Well, if it's not convenient, then please give me a cup of warm cappuccino. Um, in that case, can I have a paper bag? The boy saw me hesitate, took out his phone from his pocket, and showed me the payment code on Alipay. "I just ran out of cash, can I use this to pay?"

They must be guessing about the relationship between me and this middle-aged man, perhaps already imagining dirty and vulgar scenes.

The craziest thing I've ever done in my life was probably when I was eighteen, when I met a boy and fell in love at first sight.

I don't know, just like what Haruki Murakami described in his book. Walking alone in the spring field, a cute little bear with velvety fur and round eyes came towards me.

Looking at the maze-like payment code, I tried hard to wake myself up, looking at his clear eyes and shaking my head: "No, it's not necessary."

He nodded slightly, his gaze gradually losing focus. He stood up in a panic, accidentally knocking over a glass with his hand and hitting his leg on the table. He hastily took out a few pieces of paper and wiped them nervously. Lowering his head, he said, "I suddenly remembered that I have something to do. I have to leave first. Take care of yourself, take good care of yourself, take good care..."

In a well-lit coffee shop, I adeptly smile and face every customer, softly explaining everything in the shop to them.

Can't people live in an environment without gossip and right and wrong?

After all, the question of being kept as a mistress has already been rejected.

Won't you? When you left me and Mom, I also thought you wouldn't abandon me. But you still left, without any explanation or explanation, just resolutely left! I stared at him with wide eyes, grinned, almost tears falling. The more I wanted to cry, the brighter I smiled. "Did you ever think once when you left me and Mom, did you apologize to me? When you left without even looking back at Mom's funeral, without even looking at me, did you ever think once that you still have a daughter waiting for you to turn back, even if it's just a glance, just asking 'Are you doing well?'?""Did you ever think once when you left me and Mom, did you apologize to me? When you left without even looking back at Mom's funeral, without even looking at me, did you ever think once that you still have a daughter waiting for you to turn back, even if it's just a glance, just asking 'Are you doing well?'?"

I quickly waved my hand and handed over the paper bag next to me, saying, "It's not that you can't use it, but we can give you a paper bag for free."

Know the details.

The coffee shop in the morning was already not doing much business. The other two idle employees stood in the corner, constantly looking in our direction. After I glared at them a few times, they became even bolder and didn't even bother to hide.

This girl has only been here for two days, and we are not familiar with each other. Asking such questions has already crossed the line. I also understand that in front of such people, too much explanation only gives her more opportunities to slander.

I don't want to hear you say sorry, Mr. Cun. For me now, you are a creditor, and I should have catered to your likes and dislikes. But sorry, I can't do that. If you want to take back the money because I can't cater to you, I'll accept my fate. Maybe I have a heart of stone, I still can't soften even in the face of such an apology.

I stood up to tidy up and get back to work. The girl who came to help leaned towards me and asked with a hint of gossip, "Is this person your friend? I saw him crying just now."

I took out my phone and played with it, flipping through the few photos inside, hoping that this man could leave on his own and stop acting out any deep father-daughter affection with me.

My name is Zhiwei. My mother said that when she chose this name for me, you had been thinking about hundreds of names for both boys and girls since you knew she was pregnant, always wanting to give me the best. Do you know? When I first heard this story, I was so happy. I thought you were the best father in the world and the man who loved me the most. But now...I smiled and said, "The more I loved you before, the more I hate you now."

It's not a posture of arrogance and charity, but of respect and understanding.

After taking the paper bag, he thanked me and turned around to leave. Just as he had walked a few steps, as if he had remembered something, he turned back. He took out a beautifully packaged candy from his pocket and placed it in front of me. Sincerely, he said, "May you have a good mood."

The shop assistant who had been watching the excitement on the side hurried over and politely smiled, saying, "Sir, let me handle this."

That badge pattern is so familiar to me. It was on the acceptance letter I received not long ago. I cheered at the sight of that pattern. Yes, it is the exclusive pattern of A University.

Watching him leave the coffee shop, I swallowed back the word "dad" that was about to slip out of my mouth.

"You know I wouldn't treat you like this," he explained.

She seemed surprised by my reaction. After the shock, she reluctantly went to attend to her own affairs. I stood still and couldn't help but raise my hand to touch the corner of my mouth.

Don't you think it's impolite to ask like this? I feel a bit unhappy.

Fate is so wonderful. He made me have more longing for college life. After a brainstorm, I thought of too many ways to find him among these thousands of people, to make him remember me and fall in love with me.

I laughed, very brightly: "Was it a joke? Your acting is too good, I really believed it!"

I am obviously not from the same world as this boy, and it's our first time meeting. However, I don't know why, but I am attracted to him. Is it his brilliant smile or his clear, deer-like eyes?

I know you don't want to see me, and you don't even want to hear my voice. These years, Dad has truly let you down. He looked at me and said slowly, "But Zhiwei, after all, I am your father, and you are my biological daughter."

Does it have anything to do with you? I retorted without even looking up.