Chapter 2293 Remembering
Xu Qingzhu glanced at the rearview mirror and could no longer see Master Xiao and Zizhen.

He looked away.

The flashing green light ahead made him slowly step on the brakes.

"Mom, I want to eat cake."

Outside the window, I could hear a conversation between a mother and her son approaching on the roadside.

"Okay, mom will buy it for you."

"How about - let mom do it for you."

"Mom just saw a delicious cake online."

"How about you help mom and we make it together?"

"Good~"

……

Xu Qingzhu curled the corners of his mouth.

But the next second, his pupils contracted violently.

He remembered!
He couldn't help but knock on the steering wheel.

So... something like that happened...

Maple Leaf Crisp...

Why didn't he remember...

Xu Qingzhu couldn't help but knock his head again.

He is not very old yet.

This memory is not good enough.

Maple Leaf Crisp... He had made it for Ling Feng before...

……

Maple Leaf Crisp can be considered a specialty of their family.

Back then, my mom would make it every fall.

Therefore, he liked autumn the most when he was a child.

The weather is neither hot nor cold.

There are also maple leaf crisps to eat.

The maple crisp is really delicious.

……

Good things should naturally be shared with friends.

He gave Lingfeng the maple leaf cakes made by his mother.

As he expected, Ling Feng liked it very much.

His usually cold face seemed to have softened a little.

He is very happy.

No.

I am very happy.

From then on, whenever there was maple leaf crisps, he would take them and eat them with Lingfeng.

……

One Valentine's Day, on his way home from school, he overheard some older sisters passing by discussing whether they should try making chocolates themselves.
His eyes lit up.

of course.

He doesn't want to make chocolate.

He wants to make maple leaf crisps.

Thinking of Ling Feng eating the maple leaf crisps he made himself, he couldn't help but smile foolishly.

……

The idea is beautiful.

But the reality is cruel.

……

He told his mother that he wanted to learn how to make maple leaf crisps.

Mom was surprised but also happy.

She said that it was thanks to him that her craft was passed down.

but……

Apparently he had no talent for making desserts.

His mother had clearly taught him everything step by step, but as long as she wasn't paying attention, he would make some stupid mistakes that even he himself found unbelievable.

After several failures, he suffered a heavy blow despite his high ambitions.

But his mother's encouragement and the idea of ​​making maple leaf crisps for Lingfeng kept him going.

Finally, he managed to make maple leaf crisps that were acceptable to the eye.

Although compared to what my mom made, it’s not a bit uglier.

Do you really want to give this finished product to Ling Feng?

He hesitated.

But he did this himself.
The appearance is not very beautiful.

But the taste, he tasted it, was much better than he expected.

It shouldn't be so bad that Ling Feng can't eat.
In the end, he decided to take the maple leaf crisps he made along with his mother's.

The anxiety and excitement he felt at that time seemed to resurrect in his heart.

Xu Qingzhu grinned.

At that time, he was very timid and hid behind the door for a long time. He finally made up his mind and walked under the maple tree - the place where he met the girl.

He handed the girl the maple leaf pastry he had made.

He pretended to be indifferent.

His eyes were full of nervousness.

……

The girl was obviously stunned for a moment.

He knows why.

After all, the maple leaf crisps he made were very different from the delicately shaped maple leaf crisps made by his mother.

His face couldn't help but turn red.

He smiled awkwardly.

He tried hard to "defend" his maple leaf crisps. Although his maple leaf crisps didn't look good, they tasted good.

He can guarantee this.

He had eaten it.

His voice went from low to high, then from high to low, becoming increasingly softer...

A feeling of frustration gradually spread in his heart.

……

The girl picked up a piece of maple leaf crisp he had made.

He held his breath unconsciously.

Eyes wide open.

He couldn't tell anything from the girl's usually cold and expressionless face.

but……

Since he ate it...his expression didn't change...

That is to say...

A smile appeared on his face.

getting bigger.

The maple leaf crisps he made are edible.

……

Especially after seeing the girl finish a piece of -
Well.

It’s about the same eating speed as the girl before.

Well, the girl shouldn't have forced herself to eat it.

The girl reached out and picked up another piece of maple leaf crisp.

He reached out and stopped the girl.

……

See the girl look over here -
Although his face showed no emotion, he knew that the other party was confused.

He smiled.

Then I took out the maple leaf crisps made by my mother.

"Eat this."

"Di Di!"

The sharp sound of the horn brought Xu Qingzhu back to his memories.

He suddenly came to his senses.

Looking up, he saw the green light ahead.

Ah, when did it change?
……

Looking at the distance between himself and the previous car, Xu Qingzhu quickly released the brake.

……

Soon, the flashing green light ahead prompted Xu Qingzhu to slowly step on the brakes.

That's how it works sometimes.

Once you encounter a red light, you will encounter countless red lights later.

……

Xu Qingzhu leaned back in his chair.

The previously disconnected memories were connected again.

He gave the girl the maple leaf pastry made by her mother.

He never thought of the girl eating all the maple leaf crisps he made.

He just wanted the girl to taste the maple leaf crisps he made himself.

Not much.

Just one piece.

After all, his maple leaf crisps were far inferior to the ones his mother made.

He wanted to give the girl better.

When he can make maple leaf crisps as good as his mother's, the girl will eat his maple leaf crisps.

……

A bitter smile appeared on Xu Qingzhu's face.

but……

There is no future...

Until he could no longer see the girl, he still hadn't made maple leaf crisps that could rival his mother's.

……

Later, after a long period of searching and waiting, in constant hope and despair, he forgot many things.

did not expect……

I even forgot about this matter.

This time Xu Qingzhu noticed the changing traffic lights and slowly caught up with the car in front.

However, it is not too late to make up for the regrets of that year.

Thinking of Ling Feng who never left, the corners of Xu Qingzhu's mouth curved upwards.

He turned the steering wheel and drove towards the Xu family's old house.

I need to tell my parents that Lingfeng likes to eat maple leaf crisps.

He also needs to learn from his mother how to make maple leaf crisps all over again.

After all, so many years have passed.

He hasn't made maple leaf crisps for a long time.

Now that the girl is gone, how can he still be in the mood to make maple leaf crisps?
At that time, his family was also dissatisfied with his unusual obsession with maple trees, and his mother never made maple leaf crisps again.

The maple leaf crisps seemed to have disappeared from his memory.

He doesn't have a photographic memory.

Under such circumstances, he had almost forgotten how to make maple leaf crisps.

What's more, his skill in making maple leaf crisps was not very good back then.

　ps: Thank you Cangqiong Qianjue and Dandia Sinian for the rewards~(*︶*)!

　　
　
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