Fiction, Title: The Scent of Rain and Her Melody (Extended & Sweeter Version)

👩‍❤️‍👨 introduce the character 👩‍❤️‍👨

💁‍♀️ Nlin (Lyn): A young architect who loves quiet, in the past she used to think that love is far-fetched and chaotic, until meeting him who came in to make her grey world turn pastel pink.

💁: A warm composer and cafe owner, his eyes are for looking at Lyn alone and ready to spoil her on anything with tenderness.

🌧 Introduction: Raindrops and First Smile 😊

Tuesday afternoon in the rainy season, the Bangkok sky turned hayish, Lyn rushed, panting, dodging the unforgettable rain, opening her eyes under the eaves of a small cafe she had never noticed before, the tops of grass and flower petals in front of the track store along the force of the wind, the atmosphere around the lonely-looking.

Bangkok...

The wind chime in front of the store rang with the smolky aroma of the signature roasted coffee beans floating against the nose. The interior of the store was decorated with dark wood and old records, giving a warm, sultry feeling.

🤗 "Welcome. Can you get a cup of warm coffee?"

A low but soft falsetto sounded from behind the counter. Lyn looked up, wiping the raindrops on his cheeks. Before making eye contact with the young man, the shopkeeper. He wore a beige shirt, folded his sleeves scrawled. His smile looked so warm and tender that Lyn felt that the cold from the rain of the moment suddenly fizzled away.

"Request...A glass of hot chocolate, "replied Lyn, sending a dry smile to her own unsavory condition. Her bangs were wet on the forehead.

Thorn smiled with his eyes, and he took a small, clean towel, and handed it to her, "Wipe my hair, and I'll be sick." His wrists moved faintly as he handed the cloth, and the stroke at his fingertips accidentally touched each other. Lyn felt like a soft current running across his heart.

Chapter 1: Peek Through a Coffee Mug ☕️

After that day, "Warm Melody Cafe" became an implicit fixture of Lin, and she liked to sit in the corner of a large glass window, observe people, and listen to the acoustic guitar that she often picked up when the store was empty, without even knowing that the eyes of the young shopkeeper were always looking at her.

Every time, Lyn Mathorn is served a hot chocolate decorated with a big heart-shaped milk bubble. Always with a small piece of new baked cookies.

"Today, try a new cookie. I'm very determined to do it." Thorn came to serve himself and collapsed across the street on an open day.

"It's delicious. It's so sweet." Lyn chewed up until his cheeks were bloated, looked at it and chuckled in his eyes, bridging some unclosed feelings. He instinctively reached out before faintly wiping out the crumbs of cookies stuck in the corner of Lyn's mouth.

"All messed up, sir...Eat like a child. "

The action caused Lin to stumble, his face sweetened red to the ears, his heart beating so much that he was afraid that the person in front would hear it himself. When he realized what he had done, he was equally red-eared, but he kept his eyes down, still smiling that made Lin almost melt there.......Wait and follow part 2. ☺️