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 apply the brakes.
"Mom, I want to eat cake."
Outside the window came the conversation between a mother and her son who were gradually approaching on the roadside.
"Okay, mom will buy it for you."
"How about mommy makes it for you."
"Mom just saw a delicious cake online."
"How about you help mom and we make it together?"
"Okay~"
…
Xu Qingzhu curled the corners of his mouth.
But the next second, his pupils contracted violently.
He remembered!
He couldn't help but knock the steering wheel.
It turns out... something like that happened...
Maple leaf crisp...
Why hasn't he remembered...
Xu Qingzhu couldn't help but hit his head again.
He is not yet old.
This memory is no longer good.
Maple leaf cake... He once made it for Ling Feng...
…
Maple leaf cake can be regarded as their specialty food.
At that time, my mother would make it every autumn.
Therefore, when he was a child, he liked autumn the most.
The weather is neither hot nor cold.
There are also maple leaf cakes to eat.
The maple leaf cake is really delicious.
…
Naturally, good things should be shared with friends.
He gave Ling Feng the maple leaf cake made by his mother.
As he expected, Ling Feng liked to eat it very much.
His usually cold face seemed to become a little gentler.
He is very happy.
No.
Very happy.
From now on, whenever there is maple leaf cake, he will eat it with Ling Feng.
…
One Valentine's Day, on the way home from school, he overheard the older sisters passing by discussing whether they wanted to try their own chocolate...
His eyes lit up.
certainly.
He's not making chocolate.
He wants to make maple leaf cake.
Thinking of Ling Feng eating the maple leaf cake made by himself, he couldn't help but giggle.
…
The idea is beautiful.
But the reality is cruel.
…
He told his mother that he wanted to learn to make maple leaf cakes.
Mom was surprised, but also very happy.
He said that she relied on him to pass on this craft.
But……
Apparently he has no talent for making desserts.
Obviously, his mother has almost taught him step by step, but as long as his mother is not paying attention, he will make some stupid mistakes that even he himself finds incredible.
After several failures, he was severely hit by his complacency.
But his mother's encouragement and the idea of making maple leaf cake for Ling Feng supported him to persevere.
Finally, he finally made a maple leaf cake that was pretty eye-catching.
Although compared to what my mother made, it's not even a bit ugly.
Do you really want to give such a finished product to Ling Feng?
He hesitated.
...
However, he did this with his own hands...
It doesn't look very pretty.
But he tasted it and it was much better than expected.
It should not prevent Lingfeng from entering...
...
Finally, he decided to take the maple leaf cake he made together with the maple leaf cake made by his mother.
The anxiety and excitement he felt at that time seemed to revive in his heart.
Xu Qingzhu grinned.
At that time, he was very timid and hid behind the door for a long time before he finally made up his mind and walked to the maple tree - the place where he met the girl.
...
He handed the maple leaf cake he made to the girl.
On the surface, he pretended not to care.
His eyes were full of nervousness.
…
The girl was obviously stunned for a moment.
He knows why.
After all, there is a big difference between the maple leaf cake he makes and the delicately shaped maple leaf cake made by his mother.
His face couldn't help but blush a little.
He smiled awkwardly.
Trying hard to "justify" my maple leaf cake.
Although his maple leaf cake doesn't look good, it still tastes good.
He can guarantee this.
He had eaten it.
His voice turned from low to high, then from high to low, getting softer and softer...
Frustration gradually spread in his heart.
…
The girl picked up a piece of maple leaf cake he made.
He held his breath unconsciously.
Eyes wide open.
He couldn't tell anything from the girl's always cold face.
but……
Now that I have eaten it... my face has not changed...
That is to say...
A smile appeared on his face.
getting bigger.
The maple leaf cake he makes is edible.
…
Especially after seeing the girl finish eating a piece -
Well.
It's about the same speed as the girl eating before.
Then, the girl probably didn't force herself to eat it.
The girl reached out and picked up a piece of maple leaf cake again.
He stretched out his hand to stop the girl.
…
See a girl look over -
Although there was no emotion shown on his face, he knew that the other party was doubtful.
He smiled.
Then I took out the maple leaf cake made by my mother.
"Eat this."
"Beep!"
The sharp sound of the trumpet brought Xu Qingzhu back from his thoughts.
He suddenly came to his senses.
Looking up, he saw the green light ahead.
Ah, when did it change?
…
Seeing the distance between himself and the previous car, Xu Qingzhu hurriedly released the brakes under his feet.
…
Soon, the flashing green light ahead made Xu Qingzhu slowly step on the brakes.
That's how it is sometimes.
Once you encounter a red light, you will encounter countless red lights behind you.
…
Xu Qingzhu leaned back on the chair.
The previously disconnected memories were connected again.
He gave the girl the maple leaf cake made by his mother.
He never thought about the girl finishing the maple leaf cake he made.
He just wants the girl to try the maple leaf cake made by himself.
Not much.
Just one piece is fine.
After all, compared to the maple leaf cakes made by his mother, his maple leaf cakes are still far behind.
He wants to give the girl better.
When he can make the maple leaf cake as good as his mother later, the girl will eat the maple leaf cake he made.
…
A wry smile appeared on Xu Qingzhu's face.
But……
There is no future...
Until he couldn't see the girl anymore, he couldn't make maple leaf cakes that could rival his mother's.
…
Later, during the long search and waiting, in the constant hope and despair, he forgot many things.
did not expect……
I even forgot about this.
This time Xu Qingzhu noticed the changing traffic lights, and the car slowly caught up with the car that started in front.
However, the regrets of that year can now be made up for.
Thinking of Ling Feng who never left, the corners of Xu Qingzhu's mouth curved upward.
He turned the steering wheel and drove towards the Xu family's old house.
I need to tell my parents that Ling Feng likes to eat maple leaf cakes.
He also needs to learn how to make maple leaf cake from his mother again.
After all, so many years have passed.
He hasn't made maple leaf cake for a long time.
The girl is gone, how can he still be in the mood to make maple leaf cake?
At that time, the family was also dissatisfied with his unusual obsession with maple trees, and my mother never made maple leaf cakes again.
Maple Leaf Crispy seemed to have disappeared from his memory.
He has no photographic memory.
Under such circumstances, he had almost forgotten how to make maple leaf cake.
What's more, his skill in making maple leaf cakes back then was not very good.