"Good...... All right. Lin Xiyue saw that there was still some time, so she nodded.

The class was held in the inner kitchen of the bakery, and there were about a dozen people who signed up, including mothers with children and greasy couples.

The proprietress personally demonstrated, and the students at the bottom stood in front of their own operating table, learning from each other.

Lin Xiyue helped Yin Haochen to get started, weighed the raw materials that needed to be prepared, and secretly ate whipped cream, butter or something, and forgot the time unconsciously.

Because she was busy and there were so many people in the kitchen, she didn't hear the phone she kept in her bag buzzing and vibrating for a long time.

Yin Haochen was making a cake, his eyes kept drifting to the wall clock on the wall, and finally landed on the girl beside him.

Seeing the hands on the wall clock move forward little by little, his thin lips curled up in a vague curvature.

After being busy for a while, Lin Xiyue wiped the sweat on her forehead, as if she suddenly remembered something, and suddenly raised her eyes to look at the wall clock on the wall.

"Oops, it's too late!" She snorted in a low voice, took off the apron on her body and said to Yin Haochen, "No, no, no, I'm really leaving, I'm sorry." ”

"Oh." Yin Haochen looked at her hurried appearance, his thin lips pursed tightly, and the moment he lowered his eyes, the scraper in his hand suddenly deviated, and then frowned and snorted.

Lin Xiyue had just taken a step out, and when she heard his painful voice, she glanced back again: "You...... What happened to you? ”

"It's nothing......" Yin Haochen pulled out a pale smile, "That's it...... My finger was accidentally cut by a knife. ”

"Huh? Why are you so careless? Lin Xiyue looked at the bright red blood coming out of his white fingertips, and said with some worry, "You wait here for a while, I'll go to a nearby pharmacy to buy you a band-aid." ”

After saying that, she looked at the wall clock on the wall, calculated the time in her heart, and ran as fast as she could.

Yin Haochen looked at her back, his eyes flashed, and he called out lightly: "No need...... I'm fine. ”

Lin Xiyue had already run away and didn't hear it at all.

The corners of his mouth slowly hooked up a light smile again.

……

On the side of the basketball court in the riverside scenic community, a group of teenagers wearing jerseys are jumping vigorously.

Su Yifeng sat on the bench, frowning and making phone calls.

That damn stinky girl, did you forget him again, or did you deliberately not answer his phone!

Finally, Lin Xiyue picked up the phone and apologized sincerely as soon as she came up: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I put my phone in my bag just now......"

Su Yifeng was originally very irritable, but when she heard that she was rarely talking to herself in such a good voice, her tone suddenly eased a lot: "Then you can come back now." ”

Lin Xiyue hesitated for a while with some embarrassment: "Maybe...... Fifteen minutes to go. Yin Haochen's finger was cut by a knife just now, so I came out to buy him a band-aid. But I promise, I'll be home in fifteen minutes! ”

I don't know why, she was a little afraid of Su Yifeng's next reaction, for fear that he would be unhappy.

However, Su Yifeng seemed to be quite generous, but he was silent for a while, and then said lightly: "Okay, then I'll wait a little longer." ”

After speaking, he hung up the phone and looked at the phone screen quietly, his eyebrows frowning in displeasure. 15 minutes and 15 minutes, how many 15 minutes does Yin Haochen's ice cube face drag her?

On the basketball court, a group of boys dribble the ball and exchange glances with each other.

Just after lunch today, they were called here by Su Yifeng to play ball. But Su Yifeng himself was not very active, and ran off the field from time to time to make calls.

Lu Qianche lowered his voice and said, "Hey, you say, is Brother Feng here to play basketball or to make a phone call?" ”

Just as they were whispering, Su Yifeng stood up from the bench, walked towards them with a black face, and said two words to Lu Qianche, who was standing at the front: "Hit me." ”

Isn't it just an injury? He will too!

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