Milan, Italy, tall posture, a light beige windbreaker, a scarf from deep purple to light purple gradient tied in the white neck, dark green bottomed shirt with gray skirt, black stockings wrapped in slender legs, foot on 12 cm high boots, a long hair with the wind.

There was only a faint smile on her face, elegant and charming, walking in the street, and many people whistled at her, but she turned a blind eye.

Qin Yafu walks into a cafe. During afternoon tea time, a cup of coffee and a piece of Tiramisu are her favorites. She sits here for an hour every day, looks at the people coming...