By 2 pm the next day, Da Xia was already sitting in the coffee shop waiting for the sender of the letter. She had waited for about thirty minutes, but no-one approached the table. After a few extra minutes of waiting, she picked up her phone to dial the number.
It rang repeatedly but the other end was not picking up. Da Xia was getting impatient, she wondered if it was all a joke. When it was past three, she gave up and decided to leave. As she picked her bag, she felt someone approach the table. Her gaze shifted from her bag to the person standing in front of her.
The lady looked in her twenties, she was beautiful, well not as beautiful as her; she had a short hair which she made into a bob. Her eyes were blue and her lips, stretched into a smile.
''Miss Da Xia, it's nice to meet you.''
Da Xia looked at her for some time before shaking her outstretched hand briefly.
The lady chuckled lightly and sat down in front of her.
