Notes｜Wait for an afternoon tea appointment

When the chatter was in high spirits, I temporarily proposed to have afternoon tea together? How about your appointment next week?

Looking at a few plain-colored tops in the closet, thinking about which one is suitable, looking at the shirts hanging on the wall,

Turn the head and shell back and forth to cross and compare, a light shirt with a dark top should be a proper safety card (?);

But it seems to work with that woven thin coat, but where did it go, ah, it was sent to the wash and it has not been retrieved;

Feeling uninspired when your hair is not grasped? Otherwise, just wear a hat, are you kidding me? Forget it, simply grab a hair wax head office.

Why doesn't that cafe offer a reservation service? If you want to sit in the double seating area by the floor-to-ceiling windows,

Enjoying the afternoon tea sprinkled by the afternoon sun, it is bound to adopt a "first come, first served" strategy.

1500 invited, 1400 arrived, huh, fortunately there are no other guests in the desired seating area, I won it first, and the strategy worked.

Looking at the dazzling array of scones in the glass cabinet next to the counter, the appetite is hard to resist, come one first?

However, it seems impolite to start before the friend arrives, so wait and have a cup of iced tea first.

Count down 45 minutes, click on social media, and swipe the dynamic updates of friends;

Is it too "deliberate" to count down 30 minutes and wait for someone while flipping through a book?

Counting down 15 minutes, I can no longer concentrate on the content of the book, and my mind always flashes the opening remarks to be said later;

Counting down 10 minutes, looking at a cup of iced tea on the table, thinking about life as if waiting ;

Counting down 5 minutes, I continued to read the words in the book absentmindedly, and Yu Jiao saw the person who was about to step into the store through the glass window,

"Miss, is there one? Please help me scan the real system first...", "It's okay, I'm waiting for my friend...";

here, is that her?