C29 STORY 13

Story 13: no Light in the Deep Sea

I was nineteen when I fell in love with sweets.

Praying City was no different from a thousand cities, busy and crowded, and I lived here every day, numbly and dully.

Until I passed a bakery, and the sweet aroma seeped out, I could not help but stop and go in.

The name of the bakery is"Meet". It' s a very romantic name