Chapter III
The delicate glass cabinet is filled with cream cakes, tiramisu, lava cakes, matcha mousse, strawberry jelly cheesecake, and crème brûlée.
These sweets, with their attractive colors and flavors, are so appealing that you can't take your eyes off them.
The beauty glanced around, saw the refrigerated dessert in the glass cabinet, and the gaze behind the black-rimmed glasses, was amazed for a second, and then quickly moved away.
It's not that she doesn't want to eat, but she doesn't want to gain weight, and she eats too many calories at night, and swimming rings will grow on her stomach.
On the other shelf, there are some low-calorie foods, such as some healthy whole-wheat bread.
There are no additives in whole wheat bread, but the ingredients are high-quality, baked, and the aroma is overflowing, and Jomi Xue's baking skills have always been very good.
The black-framed beauty stood still in front of the shelves, her eyes wandering over the rows of bread in one or two, her expression hesitant.
In the second row of shelves, messy paper bags caught her attention.
Inside the paper bag is a sandwich, but the filling of the sandwich looks a bit rustic, like the yellow braised chicken rice that I usually eat.
The beauty took a closer look, and it was really a yellow braised chicken rice filling.
Stuffed into the shelves, a dozen or so yellow braised chicken sandwiches squeezed the cheese sandwiches that had been placed there into the corner.
Du Liangzi was on a whim and played a gimmick, Qiao Mixue laughed it off, didn't take it seriously, and didn't have time to price the yellow braised chicken sandwich.
Yellow braised chicken sandwich, price unknown.
The beauty pushed her glasses, her eyes moved down slightly, and she happened to see the price of the cheese sandwich, which was a big sale at a shocking price, ten yuan for two.
Pay.
The beauty thought of two words and decided to buy it, and the small print content on the label, she didn't look closely, took two packs, and walked to the cash register.
Qiao Mixue was absent-minded, thinking about her thoughts, and when the guest came, she forgot to say hello.
The beauty was silent, took out a delicate wallet from the rhombic bag, took out a ten-yuan bill, and handed it to the glass counter.
Qiao Mixue realized it later, accepted it nechly, and never said a word.
The beauty floated away, and the fluttering hair brought up a fragrant breeze of shampoo, blowing Du Liangzi into a trance.
Du Liangzi opened the door for her and watched her leave, until the beauty got into the car, he turned around and said excitedly to Qiao Mixue: "She bought two, two!" She must be my bosom friend. β
His voice was too loud, like a storm blowing, Qiao Mixue rubbed her ears, noncommittal, her eyes stayed on Du Liangzi for a second, and then looked farther away.
Du Liangzi turned around, his eyes drifted to the Land Rover, reluctant to see her to the last look.
Suddenly, he realized something, and his expression was suddenly depressed and very deflated: "There is another person in the car. β
It's a young man.
Men and women ride in the same car, imagine it a little, think a little bit, Du Liangzi suddenly experienced, a kind of heartache like a broken love.
Aunt Liu, from the noodle shop next door, took off the mask on her face, carried a small bench, and sat at the door to cut her nails.
Du Liangzi's frustrated words floated to Aunt Liu's ears, the movements of her hands stopped slightly, raised her eyelids, stared at Du Liangzi who was almost lying on the glass door, and spoke in a very meaningful tone: "You just saw it, I have long paid attention to that car." The man in the car looked like a nobleman. β
Du Liangzi suddenly felt that he was talented and beautiful, and he had nothing to do with himself.
He rubbed his hands stupidly: "I don't mean anything else, it's just that the dishes I made myself, which suited the taste of the guests, I was just happy, the girl was just passing by, and I didn't know where I lived, how could anything happen to me......"
Aunt Liu nodded, seemed to agree, and continued to bow her head to cut her nails, and the broken nails flew everywhere and fell all over the ground.
After Aunt Liu repaired her nails, she picked up the broom unhurriedly and swept all the doors of the store and the cement steps.
After sweeping the floor, Aunt Liu slowly straightened her waist, put the broom on the wall, squinted at the Land Rover on the street, and happened to see the long-haired beauty in the car, talking with the man in the driver's seat.
The driver's seat was too dark, the man's expression couldn't be seen clearly, and the girl's attitude was kind, with a blush on her cheeks.
Aunt Liu used her fifty years of life experience, crossed her hands on her waist, and made a speculation: "I see, what to eat is not the taste of a girl, the taste of a small bite." β
Aunt Liu confidently believes that these two people must have a drama, maybe the marriage certificate has been played.
The little two, these three words came into Qiao Mixue's ears, she looked stiff, silently lowered her head, picked up the flower water on the table, held down the sprinkler and sprayed it on her arm vigorously, and the whole arm quickly became wet, almost dripping.
Aunt Liu has been at the door for so long, naturally she has not fed the mosquitoes, she scratched her arm, pushed the door and walked into the store, her eyes fell on the flower dew water in Qiao Mixue's hand.
"I just like this smell, when it comes to summer, I can't use any perfume, I have to rely on the six gods." Aunt Liu smiled and stretched out her hand and asked Qiao Mixue for a loan, "Mine has bottomed out, Xiaoxue, you will borrow it from me." β
Qiao Mixue was absent-minded, stunned, and handed it over, before it was handed over to Aunt Liu, Qiao Mixue happened to slip with a hand, and the flower water came out of her hand and fell to the ground with a snap.
"What do you think, be careful." Aunt Liu saw that she was absent-minded, looked at her with concern, suddenly thought of something, and walked out of the door with the flower water.
She stood by the door and turned around, and informed Qiao Mixue: "I'll spray it outside, the smell is too big, and it will affect your business." β
Qiao Mixue nodded, smiled and watched Aunt Liu push the door and leave.
The noodle shop and the bakery sell pasta, the noodle shop sells staple food, and the bakery sells snacks, and the two stores have no competition in business, and as neighbors, the relationship has always been very good.
Aunt Liu is open for business all year round, and people come and go in the store, all kinds of people have seen it, and her vision of people is very accurate.
Half a year ago, the makeup shop was withdrawn, Qiao Mixue was busy decorating the cake shop, and when she saw Qiao Mixue on the first day, she knew that this girl was good, diligent, kind-hearted, and a person who could get along with.
She has nothing to do, she will come to the store to go around, talk to Qiao Mixue, send duck neck snacks, Qiao Mixue also often gives back some desserts, Aunt Liu's blood sugar is a little high, Qiao Mixue sent a lot of snacks, most of them were left to her little grandson, after the little grandson tasted the dim sum, he was immediately shocked, and treated Qiao Mixue as a fairy sister, and often sent roast duck over to change snacks, Qiao Mixue sometimes saw that the child was hungry, and would take the initiative to take two for the child to eat.
Aunt Liu also brought flower water, and also carried a plastic bag, put the two on the cash register together, and pushed it in front of Qiao Mixue: "Duck neck, duck rack, duck head, just baked, it's still hot, give you a taste." β
Qiao Mixue wanted to excuse herself, but she saw that Aunt Liu was very enthusiastic, and she almost stuffed a bag of duck offal into Qiao Mixue's hand: "Don't say no, my little grandson has long wanted to thank you, and I am thanking you for him." β
It was difficult to resist the hospitality, and Qiao Mixue had to accept it.
Du Liangzi, who was standing on the side, saw this scene, but he made a fuss: "Auntie is biased, don't say I eat ......"
Du Liangzi and Aunt Liu opened a shop on the same street, and they didn't look down when they looked up, they were very familiar, he was joking with his aunt.
Although the aunt is familiar with Du Liangzi, she doesn't like to see him very much.
Du Liangzi's hairstyle is too trendy, and he dresses up in a flowing manner, and his aunt doesn't like it from head to toe.
The aunt asked rhetorically: "You have so many chickens, are my ducks rare?" β
Du Liangzi deliberately shouted out two words loudly: "Rare." β
Aunt Liu couldn't help laughing, took out a duck neck from the plastic bag, knocked it on his head, stuffed it into his mouth, and blocked Du Liangzi
It was nearly nine o'clock, and the store was empty.
The three shopkeepers were together, lively and lively, and the atmosphere was too good to be good.
At the same time, in the Land Rover, a lonely man and a widow are much cleaner.
The man's name is Su Dingchen, and of course the beauty also has a name, called Wei Cainian.
There was a strong smell of braised yellow chicken in the Land Rover car, Su Dingchen sat in the driver's seat, rolled down the windows on all sides early to ventilate, and silently waited for Wei Cainian to finish eating the sandwich, and did not say a word from beginning to end.
Wei Cainian chewed slowly, finished a pack, opened the car door and got out of the car, threw the paper bag into the nearest trash can, and then Mance took out the paper towel and carefully wiped the oil stains on his fingertips.
When he was wiping his hands, Wei Cainian suddenly raised his head, looked at the Qiao family's shop he had just visited, and stared for a moment, thoughtful.
She remembered that just now, Su Dingchen didn't say a word, but looked at this shop from time to time.
Wei Cainian looked over again, and through the black-framed glasses, she could only see that the three people in the store were enthusiastic and seemed to be chatting happily.
Wei Cainian stared for a moment, his frowning brows furrowed.
It's a very ordinary scene, nothing to see, probably because I'm too careful......
Wei Cainian turned around, got into the car, fastened his seat belt, and completed a series of actions smoothly, but he didn't notice that Su Dingchen's gaze often reflected a woman in a blue dress in the shop across the street.
Wei Cainian just wanted to put another sandwich in his bag as an all-night snack tonight, when he suddenly thought of something, handed the sandwich to Su Dingchen, and stared at his angular side face with a smile with a pair of beautiful eyes through black-framed glasses: "I remember that you didn't eat, give it to you." β
Su Dingchen lowered his eyes slightly, looked at the sandwich in her hand, and didn't pick it up.
Wei Cainian was slightly embarrassed, but he still kept smiling: "Brother Su, last time everyone had a dinner, you paid for us, and I will invite you too, the sandwich is very cheap, Brother Dingchen don't dislike it." β
Su Dingchen thanked him and took it, he didn't eat it at first, stared at the filling in the sandwich, and opened his mouth in a light voice: "You bought this, it's very special." β
"Just now I said I wanted to buy dinner, you brought me here, I thought it was a special store, so I picked a very special thing from her store, although it is a sandwich, it tastes very similar to yellow braised chicken rice, isn't it strange?" Wei Cainian said hard, her smile was gentle and delicate, hoping that the man would give her a little more response.
Su Dingchen snorted and didn't say anything more, but his eyebrows frowned obviously.
With the clue of yellow stewed chicken, Su Dingchen guessed who the man who was talking happily with Qiao Mixue in the bakery just now.
is Qiao Mixue's classmate back then, male best friend, Du Liangzi.
Eight years have passed, and the good friends of the year are still good friends.
They once loved each other, but they are strangers, and things are not people.
Thinking of this, Su Dingchen's eyes couldn't help but darken, and his thin lips were almost invisibly pursed.
Under the perennial military training, the calloused fingers pressed on the sandwich paper bag, the force gradually increased, and the paper bag slowly deformed in his palm, making a clicking sound.
There was silence in the carriage, and this subtle sound was heard very clearly in the ears of the two of them.
Wei Cainian was stunned for a moment, caught a glimpse of the complexity in Su Dingchen's eyes, and the two curved eyebrows instinctively frowned.
The rearview mirror above the roof of the car reflected the man's cold and handsome face, and at this moment, he was expressionless, suppressing all his emotions in the depths of his heart.
Wei Cainian noticed that the atmosphere was different, and he didn't dare to say anything more.
Su Dingchen threw the sandwich aside, pursed his thin lips, and didn't eat it for the time being.
After a few moments, he started the car, turned on his turn signal, and slowly drove into the main road.
Su Dingchen didn't speed up, he glanced sideways slightly, glanced at the main entrance of the Medical University, turned on the steering wheel, and drove the car into the main entrance of the Medical University.