At 7:40, he drove away from home on time and passed the first intersection. During the peak hours of work, the whole road was a little crowded. He opened the window and listened aimlessly to the radio, waiting for the damn road to clear.

The strong smell of red beans drifted into the car along the morning air. He sniffed it, and his stomach actually started to scream.

He couldn't help looking around the road. He had no habit of eating breakfast, but the fragrance was too familiar and special.

When she was a child, Ye Chuqing loved cooking very much. What she liked the most was to mix red beans and taro into desserts.

At that time, she and he often stayed in the small baking room in the afternoon, and the nanny watched from the side. He and Ye Chuqing used their little hands to stir in the flour. The sunlight would shine on the two of them through the windowsill, making people feel very happy.

"Beep!" The sudden sound of horn cut off his thoughts. For the first time, he drove at a loss.

Ten minutes later, Hai Zhuoxuan drove back around two streets. He parked the car on the side of the road, and the fragrance became more intense after getting off the car.

Following the fragrance, he walked into a bakery shop. The waiter in the shop greeted him with a smile. His eyes fell on a slap of the cake on the shelf, but his heart was trembling.

When he was a child, Ye Chuqing was playful, so he would portray himself on the cookies he made. Each cookie was only engraved with one letter, and the cookies on the shelves not only tasted the same, but also the habit of engraving letters was exactly the same.

He clearly heard his voice with a tremolo, "Can I meet your chef?"

The teller pointed out the window and said, "She is behind you, she just went to get the milk." As soon as he finished speaking, he turned his head suddenly.

Many years later, he could not describe that feeling. She stood with the sun on her back, and the tiny dust around her was covered with a layer of brilliance by the sun. She stood with her hair tied with a braid, and she looked at him quietly.

In the small baking room, after the initial shock, Hai Zhuoxuan covered up all his emotions and said lightly: "Why did you come back suddenly? Do Nian Mo and the others know?"

Ye Chuqing smiled and shook her head, focused on buttering the cake, and said, "I will leave soon. This time I'm back to see a friend."

Hai Zhuoxuan helped her stir the cream and said inadvertently: "Who is your friend?"

Ye Chuqing stopped the action in her hand, "I thought you wouldn't care about this issue."

He was stunned and replied casually: "After all, you are my favorite sister."

He thought Ye Chuqing would be confused about this problem again, but she didn't expect that she just responded lightly. Hai Zhuoxuan opened her sleeves and glanced at her watch, "Do you have time to have a meal together tonight? Now I have to go to work."

He took off his apron and walked out, and suddenly a pair of trembling hands were wrapped around his waist, and then the sweetness of the cake sounded.

Ye Chuqing leaned her head against his broad shoulders and said in a muffled voice: "Can you give me some more time? I decided to settle in France after going back to France this time and will not come back."

Hai Zhuoxuan paused, his breath became a little unstable. His hands hanging on both sides of his side changed from palms to fists. What does it mean not to come back? Will they never see them in the future?

His thoughts were roaring and holding the woman over, locking her around him, but more than ten years of disguise allowed him to handle his own loss of control perfectly. He turned around, and his handsome face was filled with a blessing of disguise with almost no flaws, "Oh, is it? I wish you a good journey."

Ye Chuqing smiled and turned around and returned to the cooking table to continue to cream the snacks. Footsteps came from behind. Hai Zhuoxuan walked back to her and continued to stir.

Time passed by little by little, and when the strong smell filled the room, he knew it was time to leave.
Chapter completed!