Coffee accompanies your classic retro style coffee brand.

The whole coffee shop is a classic retro style, and even the door has been treated with antiquity, as if it had been removed from somewhere. The exterior decoration is in Nordic style, and the rugged walls are like groups of wooden flowerpots covered with flowers (fake plastic flowers, of course), while the interior decoration tries to make it look old, as if it had gone back to the 17th and 18th centuries. or Europe in the 15th and 16th centuries.

The store is divided into two floors. On the innermost floor is the service desk, and the menu is retro. Although it is an LCD screen, it is hung with hemp rope (I don't know what it is). In the middle is the sofa, with some tables and chairs by the window, and on the other side is a wooden staircase that creaks and crunches on the second floor. On the edge of the second floor is a table of four chairs, which looks like a separate table, but in fact, the whole table is not separated by a wall, and the table is like the treasure box of pirates in the past. In the middle, there are two relatively separate areas separated by wooden fences, each with two tables together, one with a beautiful lamp and surrounded by wooden tables and chairs. The furniture production of the whole coffee shop makes it rugged, primitive, casual, wayward and unpolished.

I ordered a cappuccino and the coffee waiter turned out to be a foreigner (he may be a foreign student at National normal University), which made me feel all the more wrong that I had arrived in the small town of Galangel in northern Europe, where there was already a silver world outside the window, and snowflakes pounced on the window from time to time. I looked around and saw several college-like brothers and sisters whispering like a melodious background music. I slowly stirred the ice in the coffee cup and listened to their clanking sound.

At this time, I became Rao Xueman, Yang Hongying, or maybe Annie Baby. I couldn't tell which was who I really was. I took a sip of coffee from time to time and danced a dance of my own soul with my fingertips on the laptop keyboard.

In this snowy evening, in this warm coffee shop, the whole world has become graceful.