Pine Cone Pudding

The author has something to say: the end of the three chapters, without procrastination, I just want to write a short article to practice

The next day, Wu Yao went to the playground with Zeng Ke in a very serious manner. In fact, he also knew that Zeng Ke would not play with him, so Wu Yao just helped Zeng Ke record the purchase of flowers.

But even so, Wu Yao was very happy.

Zeng Ke was quite surprised, he finally had approval for Wu Yao's obedience and help.

He even thanked Wu Yao for his help, so before walking out of the playground, he picked a rose in his hand.

Wu Yao saw it, and his heart skipped a beat: "Where did you get the rose in your hand?"

Zeng Ke: "It was broken from someone else."

Wu Yao: "...What are you using it for..."

Zeng Ke handed it over and said, "Here it is for you. Look, the color of this rose is not correct, and the stamens are wilted..."

Then Zeng Ke began to spread flower knowledge to Wu Yao with the rose in his hand, and then threw the flower into the trash can.

Wu Yao looked blank.Wu Yao finally understood what it was like to fall in love with a person who was too straightforward.

It was already night when we went back to the flower shop. Zeng Ke had been busy all day, and his mind was still a little groggy.

Zeng Ke suddenly remembered something, and turned pale with shock: "No, where is my note? It will record my purchases today!"

Wu Yao waved the notes in his hand to Zeng Ke: "Calm down, I also memorized other things for you along the way."

Zen Ke felt relieved and took the notes from Wu Yao: "Thank you so much for helping me. If I was alone, I would probably be so busy that I would be blind."

Wu Yao burst out laughing, but he didn't say anything, and he didn't bother, but said to Zeng Ke: "Zeng Ke, see you tomorrow."

Zeng Ke nodded. Although he didn't know what to expect tomorrow, he smiled at Wu Yao for the first time: "Thank you for today."

The sudden smile made Wu Yao's face flush, and he quickly said, "It's all right! Then I'll go first..."

After Wu Yao finished speaking, he rushed into the dessert shop.

Zeng Ke scratched his head, watched Wu Yao run away, wondering: "Am I weird?"

Back in the dessert shop, Wu Yao felt that his whole body was exhausted, and the tense feeling outside suddenly relaxed, bringing double exhaustion to the whole body and mind.

But Wu Yao still pulled himself together, thinking of Zeng Ke's rare gentleness, he walked into the production room with a smile.

He wants to fight one last time.

Wu Yao couldn't wait any longer, the feeling of being able to look at the person he likes every day but being unable to touch him was really uncomfortable.

"Being desperate is the worst confession for someone who doesn't like themselves very much. It would be too pessimistic to lose everything." Jiang Nan said.

He still remembered that he started this topic by himself, and Jiang Nan's answer was undoubtedly the best answer.

But Wu Yao is completely unwilling to think carefully at this moment, he is afraid that if he thinks too thoroughly, he will not have the courage now.

"Calm down..." Wu Yao forced himself to empty his mind. "I need to make a strawberry shortcake."

Strawberry cake is arguably the most common and can be seen everywhere in the market.

It is precisely because it is common, Wu Yao needs to make it the best, so that it is unique.

It has just entered summer, and it is not the season for strawberries to grow, so Wu Yao specially bought a box of creamy strawberries from abroad.

Wu Yao made a chiffon cake according to the practice of chiffon cake, and then modified it on this basis.

Facing the very successful strawberry cake, Wu Yao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He lightly sprinkled almonds on the cake and put it in the refrigerator.Wu Yao walked out of the production room, and saw the big clock in the shop clearly in the dark.

There are still five hours until nine o'clock.

When Zeng Ke woke up in the morning, he always felt that there was some noise outside the store, not too noisy, but a bit noisy.

He never liked to be noisy.So when the heavy wooden door in the store was opened, the speed became a little faster.

Zeng Ke finally discovered something when there was only one glass door left to isolate him.There are some people around his flower shop, maybe because there are not many people in the morning, but they are still very conspicuous.

Zeng Ke didn't see it too clearly, thinking it was a disturbance, he hurriedly pushed open the door of the flower shop, and caught off guard, greeted the nine o'clock sunshine in early summer.

Wu Yao was wearing a clean white shirt and black trousers, sitting in front of his flower shop with a guitar in his arms.

It was the first time that Zeng Ke felt that Wu Yao was really very young, young and immature.

The moment he saw Zeng Ke push open the door, his eyes lit up, and the smile on the corner of his mouth involuntarily hung up.

That smile was beautified countless times under the sun, and after countless years of cleanliness, Zen Ke's nose was still filled with the sweet smell of strawberry cake.

The people around saw the Lord coming, and started to boo. A young man who frequented the flower shop shouted, "The manager! I know everything! Just promise him!" Gossip.

"I'm talking about the store manager. They've all chased him to the door..." a girl whispered.

Her companion echoed: "That's right, don't let people go home disappointed, just take it home!"

A boy who knew Wu Yao turned around: "Quiet, didn't you see that the owner of the dessert shop wanted to play the piano?"

The girl hurriedly covered her mouth and stopped making any noise, but after a while, the surrounding voices finally quieted down.

"What are you doing..." Zeng Ke came back to his senses, but the question on his lips was interrupted by Wu Yao's playing.

Wu Yao played the guitar.

Wu Yao's hands are really beautiful, probably because he often makes desserts, his fingers are slender and his skin is fair.

His hands fluttered like butterflies over the strings, bringing out a long string of notes.

When a certain rhythm came, he finally opened his mouth.

Wu Yao sang a song, and what he sang was a very straightforward love song.

ice cream is melting

I should take you home

Jokes talk too much and leave unsaid

you are cuter than before

did someone tell you

If you only want one person to wait

i hope it's me

Hands without pockets are shaking

have encountered several times

Our shadows are already together

The nonchalant feint is my excuse to be brave

If I can have your love at this moment

I would give everything in exchange

the most beautiful moment

Give me the most beautiful and most beautiful touch

Love you every day, the clue of loving you is no longer silent

I miss your starry sky every night

There will be a rainbow

Hold on to this happiness and never let go

will your smile be for me

will your tears be for me

My heart is beating badly, did you hear me?

you are cuter than before

it's my gentle telling

If you only want one person to wait

i hope it's me

……

Wu Yao's voice was not pleasant, and even trembled because of nervousness.

But every line sung seems to hit Zeng Ke's heart.Zeng Ke did not stop.

Wu Yao seemed to be encouraged and finished singing more sincerely.

At the end of the song, Wu Yao put down the guitar, and brought out a piece of delicate strawberry cake from behind as if conjuring, the fresh sweetness caused the people around to exclaim.

Wu Yao plucked up his courage and handed over the cake: "Zeng Ke, I like you."

"I don't believe you don't understand my mind. I send you what I think is the best every day, and I look forward to talking with you on the phone every day."

"There are many, many things you don't know, so I hope you can accept me."

"I really like you."

Zeng Ke didn't make a sound, so Wu Yao kept on talking. He raised his head and looked at Zeng Ke as he spoke word by word.

Zeng Ke's eyes were dark, unable to reveal any information.

He stepped forward and took the cake from Wu Yao's hand.

Wu Yao was so excited that his body trembled, and when even the onlookers started booing, Zeng Ke threw the cake to the ground.

There was a dead silence all around, except for the crisp crackling sound, which was particularly ear-piercing.

Wu Yao couldn't believe it: "You..."

The pure white cream was all over the floor, and it had become so horrible that even the plate was smashed to pieces.

It was very similar to Wu Yao's mood at the moment.

Zeng Ke withdrew his arm, glanced at Wu Yao indifferently like when he first met, and his voice was calm.

"have you had enough."

Jiangnan called Wu Yao at night, after all, it was almost a day since he went to the playground.

But Jiang Nan called several times, but Wu Yao didn't answer.

Is it possible to take a shower?But looking at the clear eleven o'clock in the night on the phone, Jiang Nan felt that it was impossible.

Jiang Nan was a little anxious, and while muttering what was going on, he called the fifth call again.

Fortunately, Wu Yao finally answered: "Jiangnan...why, what's the matter..." His tone was a bit tongue-in-cheek, murmuring.

The smell of alcohol could be smelled across the screen, Jiang Nan frowned: "Are you drinking? Where are you?"

"Jiangnan, you are really amazing...I'm outside..." Wu Yao's voice was hazy: "Jiangnan, why do you know everything..."

Jiang Nan asked loudly: "Where are you! Why are you running out in the middle of the night?!" He picked up his coat and walked out of the dormitory while talking.

"Ha... Gu, the tequila in the bar on the ancient street... tastes so spicy..." Wu Yao hung up the phone after a few wine glasses knocked over.

Jiang Nan put down the phone and hurried out of the school gate.

Ancient Street Bar?Jiang Nan always felt that something was not quite right.

When he arrived, Wu Yao had just walked out of the bar door.

The feasting neon lights illuminate Wu Yao's blushing face, which is indescribably sexy.

But Jiang Nan didn't have time to think about these things.

He rushed up and grabbed Wu Yao: "Yao! Why are you going to the bar..."

Wu Yao was staggered by him, Wu Yao turned his head, those black eyes seemed not to be poisoned by alcohol, but brighter instead, staring straight at Jiang Nan, making Jiang feel guilty.

A short silence.

Wu Yao broke the silence and said slowly: "I confessed my love to him."

Jiang Nan was taken aback, and Wu Yao said again: "I don't need to tell you, I also understand that you must know that the person I'm confessing to is Zeng Ke."

Wu Yao smiled bleakly, "You know everything, from the very beginning, you knew everything."

It is said that alcohol disturbs people's hearts, Wu Yao drank most of the night, but his mind became more and more clear.

Jiang Nan quickly denied: "I don't understand! If I knew, I would definitely..."

Wu Yao: "You will definitely stop me, right? Because you already knew that Zeng Ke didn't like me."

Jiang Nan couldn't refute.He thought that Wu Yao would go on forever, until Zeng Ke took the initiative to confess his love to Wu Yao.

But he ignored how much Wu Yao cared about Zeng Ke.

Wu Yao grabbed Jiangnan and held his hand, and asked word by word: "Since this is the case, why did you reveal Zeng Ke's belief to me? Why did you show me another side of Zeng Ke?"

Wu Yao's eyes are like a knife.

Jiangnan was silent.Wu Yao seemed to have known that Jiangnan would react in this way, so he simply let go of Jiangnan and walked resolutely to the ancient street.

"Where are you going? It's really late now..." Jiang Nan walked up again fearing that something would happen to him.

Wu Yao said, "I want to find Zeng Ke. I want to make it clear to him."

When they got to the door of Zeng Ke's flower shop, Jiang Nan had given up trying to persuade him.

It was his own fault after all.

If he hadn't been too anxious to make Wu Yao and Zeng Ke a pair, maybe they could still be friends.

But now...

Watching Wu Yao walk into the flower shop very gloomyly, Jiang Nan resigned himself to his fate and stood outside, hoping from the bottom of his heart that they could have a good talk.

Wu Yao stepped into the flower shop, the inside was still full of flowers.

But where would Wu Yao go to see these things? He directly called Zeng Ke, who was buried in the pile of flowers, to work: "Zeng Ke."

Zen Ke stood up, seemingly calmly: "What's the matter, Wu Yao."

Wu Yao laughed at himself: "Sure enough, I'm here to mess things up, but when I see your face, I can't help it..."

"Wu Yao, you've been drinking." Zeng Ke smelled the alcohol on Wu Yao's body.

Wu Yao suddenly became irritable, like a lion cornered: "Shut up! Let me ask you, Zeng Ke, if you don't like me, why did you accept what I gave you?"

"If you don't like me, why did you come to help me carry flowers, why did you give me the opportunity to look at you so closely..."

Wu Yao's eyes were red, but he didn't shed a single tear, and his whole figure was like a tight string.

Zeng Ke felt agitated by Wu Yao's questioning, anxious for no reason: "I threw it away."

Wu Yao's eyes widened: "What... what?"

Zeng Ke: "I have never seen the dessert you gave me, so I just threw it away."

Wu Yao opened his mouth: "Huh? Ah...? How dare you...you..." Of course he didn't think he heard it wrong, Wu Yao just didn't know how to react suddenly.

He had no idea that the desserts he worked so hard to make every day turned out to be rubbish in Zen Ke's eyes.

Wu Yao thought of how he designed desserts for Zeng Ke every morning, and suddenly felt sick.

Wu Yao choked up and said, "Zeng Ke, let me ask you..."

Zeng Ke was very calm and persuaded: "Wu Yao, you are drunk now, don't talk."

Wu Yao rushed forward, grabbed Zeng Ke by the collar, and asked, "Who do you think I am?! How important do you think you are?!"

"Let me tell you, Zeng Ke... Even if I was rejected by you, it was you who fucked me who dumped me!"

Wu Yao's voice roared, his usual gentleness and calmness turned into despair like a trapped animal.

Jiang Nan felt that the situation was not right, and pulled Wu Yao and Zeng Ke away furiously: "Yao..."

Wu Yao shook off Jiang Nan who was pulling his hand, and glared at him: "You are not a good person either!"

After all, as if exhausting all his strength, he leaned against the counter and gasped for breath.Zeng Ke said nothing.

Wu Yaohong narrowed his eyes and gritted his teeth: "Zeng Ke...you...human!"

Wu Yao walked out of the ancient street, leaving Jiangnan and Zeng Ke with a pretentiously calm back, just like he often pretended in front of Zeng Ke.

Jiang Nan said coldly: "Zeng Ke, you really let me down."

Zeng Ke retorted: "According to you, as long as someone likes me, I have to be with him?"

In fact, Zeng Ke was also very troubled.

Jiang Nan: "You can say whatever you want, anyway, you know it in your heart."

Jiang Nan was completely decadent because of Wu Yao, but he didn't blame himself too much.

Zen Ke turned his head, his eyes were silent: "I did nothing wrong."

The next day, Wu Yao's shop was not open.

The third day, the fourth day... Wu Yao's store remained silent.

At first, Zeng Ke thought that Wu Yao was being angry and didn't pay much attention.

But as time went on, he started to get a little absent-minded.

But he couldn't bear to call Wu Yao.

Until noon on the fifth day, an intermediary came to Wu Yao's store.

Zeng Ke watched in amazement as the agent brought down the signboard of the dessert shop, and hurried forward: "Excuse me, who are you?"

The young man in the agency smiled: "I'm the agency, and I'm here to take back this shop."

"Return?"

"Yes, the original owner of this store sold the store to our agency. Brother, don't you want to sell the store too..."

Zeng Ke shook his head, walked back to his shop, and quickly sent a text message to Jiangnan, explaining the situation here.

Then, Zeng Ke waited for Jiangnan's reply.

Jiang Nan replied with three words: "You deserve it."

Zeng Ke cursed secretly, he was afraid that Wu Yao would jump off a building and die in love like some children, so he wanted to call Wu Yao again.

He turned to the record and found Wu Yao. He played it, but there was an empty number notification tone on the phone.

Zeng Ke frowned and played it several times, but it was all empty numbers.

Zeng Ke's expression suddenly hardened, as if he understood something.

However, the empty number prompts from the mobile phone seemed to be mocking Zeng Ke mercilessly.

you deserve it.

"Xiao Wu, can you really not live anymore?" The landlady felt very sorry.

Pushing a suitcase, Wu Yao explained to the landlady: "Ma'am, I have to go to City B. My friends say the desserts there are authentic."

Wu Yao is very happy to have a chat with the landlady, and the landlady also likes Wu Yao, a gentle and gentle boy.

The aunt asked: "Really? Why are you in such a hurry?"

Wu Yao pushed the suitcase: "At first my friend asked me to go, but I never agreed, now I have nothing to worry about, it's time to go." Wu Yao said with a relaxed tone.

The aunt waved her hand: "That's it. Then Xiao Wu, aren't you coming back? If you come back, I will keep this house for you..."

Wu Yao said apologetically to his aunt, "I won't be coming back." He looked down at the time, "Oh, I should go, or I won't be able to catch the train!"

"Okay, okay, Xiao Wu, goodbye!"

"Goodbye." After Wu Yao said goodbye, he walked down the stairs with his suitcase.

He plugged the earphones into his ears, and a random song played on his phone.

"The ice cream is melting

I should take you home

Jokes talk too much and leave unsaid

you are cuter than before

did someone tell you

If you only want one person to wait

I hope it's my hands shaking without pockets

have encountered several times

Our shadows are already together

nonchalant feint

It's my excuse to be brave

......"

Wu Yao recalled that when he first came to the ancient street, because he had just graduated from the Royal Italian Pastry Shop, he couldn't help being a little impetuous.

In order to learn Chinese pastries, he and other friends planned to open a shop in a suitable place. Only Wu Yao came to the ancient street at random.

Until Wu Yao's store opened, his friends still persuaded him frequently.Wu Yao never agreed.

That day, Wu Yao made a piece of homemade pine cone pudding, which tasted very rich.So he sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows very proudly to taste.

As soon as I looked up, I saw Zeng Ke among the flowers in the flower shop opposite.

Perhaps Zeng Ke himself didn't know that Zeng Ke would have such a thing as tenderness only when facing flowers.

From then on, Wu Yao never ignored his friend's invitation again.

Pine cone pudding in early summer has become a specialty.

The wheels of the suitcase rolled on the asphalt road, and around Wu Yao, there was a roar of cicadas, which almost drowned out the sound of the earphones.

In fact, Wu Yao already knew that this summer has passed.

The singing in Wu Yao's earphones was like crazy, and he completely forgot about it.

But in the future, there will always be.

Because meeting does not mean staying together.

Just as separation does not mean farewell.