canary her crush come true

After school in the evening, Yi Xiaoan specially called the driver and told him that he was not available to pick up today. Uncle Liu also knew that Shu Yan was back, and guessed that Mr. Shu was going to take Miss Yi out together.

Yi Xiao'an also specifically asked Uncle Liu not to ask Shu Yan again.

Shu Yan asked her yesterday if she had time to eat together on Saturday, that is to say, before Saturday, Shu Yan would not have time to be with her.

On the contrary, it can give Yi Xiaoan a little time to prepare.

On Fridays, school usually ends a little earlier. Yi Xiaoan arrived at the school gate, hailed a taxi and reported the address.

It is a newly opened creative cake shop in City A.

The taxi arrived at the location quickly, and Yi Xiaoan got off. The cake shop was decorated softly and beautifully, with some finely divided flowers and ribbons wrapped around the white window coffin, and when the door was opened, there was a strong aroma of baked milk.

The owner of the store is a young lady, who just put the newly baked small cakes into the shelves on the first floor, and when she turned her head, she saw Yi Xiaoan coming in.

She immediately reacted: "Is it Miss Yi? I ordered the cake on WeChat yesterday?"

Yi Xiao'an was a little surprised, he had only communicated with the shopkeeper on WeChat yesterday, and he hadn't seen any photos or anything.

Seeing Yi Xiaoan's surprise, the owner of the shop smiled, "Yesterday I found out that you are studying painting, but today I see that you have the same temperament."

The owner had two dimples when he laughed, Yi Xiaoan also pursed his lips, and followed her to the production room.

This store is A, one of the few that can extend the "painting" to the cake.Yi Xiaoan happened to have such a painting.

Wen Ye, a pastry chef in a white coat in the production room, nodded with Yi Xiaoan:

"Miss Yi, due to the fluidity of the ingredients, the painting you want to use on the surface of the cake can last up to three hours. Please be sure to eat it within three hours. If you don't have enough time, I suggest you change it to another style."

Three hours... Yi Xiaoan thought about the time: "It's too late."

"I see that you have made a reservation a long time ago. Do you want to surprise the person in the painting?" The lady owner couldn't help asking.

Yi Xiaoan felt a little embarrassed, and nodded again.

The shopkeeper poured her water and brought some snacks.There are quite a few people who order creative cakes from their home, either boys order for their girlfriends, or girls order for their boyfriend's birthday.It is very rare to order a painting of this little girl alone, and it is still a girl in the painting.

While waiting for the cake to be made, Yi Xiao'an went to a nearby flower shop, and as soon as he entered the door, there was an overwhelming fragrance.The owner of the store is an aunt, and immediately came up to Yi Xiaoan when she saw Yi Xiaoan:

"Little girl, come and see, what flowers do you want?"

All kinds of bouquets were placed on the whole wooden shelf and on the ground, with small star lights dotted in the middle. It was not the first time for Yi Xiaoan to come to the flower shop, but this time the feeling was very different.

"Little girl, what kind of flowers do you want to buy? Keep it yourself or give it away?"

"Send someone."

"Who are you sending it to? Family, teacher, or boyfriend?"

After all, the aunt of the flower shop has a poisonous eye, and when she saw Yi Xiaoan's reaction, she immediately said:

"Come on, little girl, our newly arrived wine glass rose is hot in color and just right in aroma. Nine sticks are packed together, which just symbolizes eternity, and is just right for little girls like you~"

Yi Xiaoan's eyes stayed on those few roses, they were gorgeous and fresh, they were entangled with each other as if they would never want to be separated...even as beautiful as Shu Yan herself.

Before the aunt handed over the rose, Yi Xiao'an looked away first, and replied flatly: "It's for the family."

"Oh, as a gift for the family, the lily, platycodon, pansy, etc. are fine, and they look good wrapped together."

Yi Xiaoan's eyes lingered on those lilies for a while.

"Auntie, I want that bunch of little daisies."

In the corner lay a small bouquet of daisies wrapped in transparent paper.The white petals and yellow stamens are dotted with each other, intertwined in different sizes, and the small flowers lie there quietly as if they are asleep.

The side of the wrapping paper is branded in English in hot stamping: Daisy.

Yi Xiaoan walked over, took out the card with the flower language of the little daisy, looked at it, and then slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

She put the card back, thought about it, put the card in her palm, and put it in her pocket.

Yi Xiaoan turned her head, and at the moment she stood among the flowers, she looked like a little fairy in a film and television drama. She raised the little daisy in her hand:

"Just this bunch."

It took a long time to make the cake, and it was almost eight o'clock when Yi Xiaoan arrived home.Yi Xiao'an was carrying a bag, holding the eight-inch cake in his right hand, and carefully holding the bouquet of daisies in his left hand.

After arriving home, Yi Xiaoan rang the doorbell first. The doorbell of Xiaoyanglou rang for a long time but no one opened it. Yi Xiaoan breathed a sigh of relief and entered the password to enter the door.

Just like last night, there was a meal prepared by Aunt Zhou on the dining table, and a note was pasted on the refrigerator: Xiaoan, Mr. Shu has a social event tonight, and the meal on the table is your own.

It's not a big surprise either.

Yi Xiao'an carefully put the cake and the little daisy back into her bedroom, after thinking about it, she deliberately put a shelf in front of these things.

Yi Xiaoan went downstairs, Aunt Zhou probably didn't expect that she would come back late, the food was cooked earlier, and it was basically cold.

Yi Xiao'an didn't care so much, he finished the dishes quickly, washed the dishes and went upstairs to take a shower.

It was nearly ten o'clock in the evening, Yi Xiaoan dried her hair, the room was very warm, Yi Xiaoan deliberately picked out a summer white dress from the closet.

There was no wrinkle on the short suspender dress. Yi Xiaoan thought about it, and after putting on the dress, she sat on the sofa for a few times on purpose, and scattered some of her hair that was not completely dry.

Yi Xiaoan ran to the bathroom, and in the mirror was a face that was so clean that there was no impurities.

Her eyes are pure as if she has nothing on her mind, her eyelashes are slightly curled up, and the corners of her lips are raised a bit to add a bit of childishness, but when she is silent, she can still give people a kind of coldness that is thousands of miles away. feel.

Yi Xiaoan opened the dressing cabinet, and took out a lipstick that Shuyan bought for her before.

It is the simplest and cleanest milk tea color.Yi Xiao'an carefully put on the lipstick, and the lip color immediately showed a nice pink color, her lips were pouty, and the texture of the jelly made the whole mouth like a piece of soft candy.

Before walking out of the bathroom, Yi Xiaoan thought about it again, found a bottle of blue wind chime-flavored perfume, sprayed it in the air from a distance, and then turned around and entered the fine mist of perfume.

After everything was ready, Yi Xiaoan went back to the study and took the cake and the little daisy downstairs. She held the cake in one hand and the flowers in the other, and stepped on the spiral stairs with bare feet, like a light white peacock.

That painting was drawn by Yi Xiaoan for Shu Yan.

The picture shows a close-up view in front of the window. There is a wooden chair in front of the window. A girl in a white shirt is sitting on the chair and looking at the green ivy on the wall outside the window.

That was the scene Yi Xiaoan saw when she followed Shu Yan to their university study room a few years ago.

Yi Xiao'an didn't know why, but he could always recall this scene in his mind every time in the past few years.

I don't know if Shu Yan still remembers it, and I don't know how she will react when she sees it.

The corners of Yi Xiaoan's mouth turned up when she didn't even realize it. She sat on the carpet in the living room, with her hands around her knees, listening to the retro old-fashioned grandfather clock in the living room bit by bit.

ten o'clock.

Eleven o'clock.

The surface of the cake darkened little by little, and Yi Xiaoan's feet became colder and colder.

She can wait, but the cake will only last another hour at most.

Yi Xiaoan stood up and picked up the phone, but there was no news except for a few small red dots in the class.Yi Xiao'an remembered that Shuyan didn't come back until around 11:30 last night, so he sat back and continued to wait.

It was nearly twelve o'clock, and the picture on the cake sank more and more until the whole picture became a blurry abstract work, but Shu Yan still didn't come back.

Yi Xiaoan picked up his mobile phone and walked to the balcony. The winter wind blew from the north, and Yi Xiaoan's hair fluttered.

She entered a string of numbers from her mobile phone and played it.

Yi Xiaoan put his hands together on the phone subconsciously, every time the standby sound in the handset rang, Yi Xiaoan's heart beat faster.

"Beep, beep..." After the seventh standby sound, a cold female voice came from the microphone:

"Hello, the number you dialed is temporarily unanswered, please try again later..."

Yi Xiaoan hung up the phone and walked back from the balcony. The alternation of cold and warm made her shiver for a moment. There were only a few colors left on the painting on the cake. Before my eyes, it disappeared erratically.

Somewhat uncomfortable.

Although Shu Yan never promised that she would definitely come back tonight, or that she would definitely come back early, when she saw everything carefully prepared in front of her, a soreness still overflowed from her chest.

From a very young age, Yi Xiaoan has learned a principle of life: don't have expectations.

Although the happiness of anticipation comes true is so incomparable, but the feeling of anticipation, the feeling of each time of failure, seems to be superimposed, and every time it is added, many feelings in the past will be overwhelmed.

What qualifications does she have to secretly have expectations for things that Shu Yan has not promised.

Yi Xiaoan brought up the cake that had been completely changed, together with the small bunch of daisies that had not been given away, opened the door with bare feet and threw it into the trash can in the yard.

Early the next morning, Yi Xiaoan woke up a little later than before.

She rubbed her eyes and glanced at the clock by the bed, it was almost nine o'clock.

Last night, she had been paying attention to whether anyone came back in a daze, and she didn't know what time she would wait until she fell asleep. It was probably a little late.

A voice came from the kitchen downstairs, Yi Xiaoan opened the door, and Aunt Zhou waved from below: "Come on, Xiaoan, Aunt Zhou has prepared breakfast for you, hurry down and eat, President Shu will be back to pick you up soon. "

"Boss Shu... didn't you come back last night?"

Seeing her appearance just after waking up, Aunt Zhou was a little funny:

"Xiao'an, our name is Mr. Shu. Why are you yelling at me? Your sister was too late last night, and you had something to do early this morning. She said she sent you a message this morning and didn't reply. I guess you want to go on Saturday. Sleep late, and let me not call you."

Did Shu Yan send her a message?Yi Xiao'an wanted to go back quickly and take a look at his phone, when Aunt Zhou called again:

"Don't go in Xiao'an, wash up and eat quickly, maybe Mr. Shu will arrive at any time."

Yi Xiao'an went to wash and change clothes first as she said, she was a little tired today, she usually seldom talked, but today she was too polite with Aunt Zhou and silently stuffed bean buns into her mouth.

She turned on her phone while eating. Shu Yan sent her a message at seven o'clock in the morning.

[Are you awake, Xiaoan? 】

[I guess I haven't woken up yet. 】

[Three, two, one... well, I didn't wake up. 】

[Xiao An, my sister has to do something first, and Aunt Zhou will settle you down when she wakes up later. 】

Yi Xiaoan looked at the news and took another bite of the bean bun in his mouth.Shu Yan didn't explain why she didn't come back last night.

Shu Yan only told Aunt Zhou that she would be back in the morning, but she was not sure what time she would be back.

Yi Xiao'an finished the last bite of bean buns, and was about to leave the dining table when he heard the doorbell ring suddenly.

Yi Xiaoan frowned.

Aunt Zhou was washing dishes in the kitchen, she frowned when she heard the doorbell, and was about to wipe her hands clean before opening the door, Yi Xiaoan said, "Aunt Zhou, let me go."

"Oh, Xiao An, ask who it is first, and strangers must not open the door!"

"Understood." Yi Xiaoan smiled wryly and walked towards the door.

There was no display on the electronic screen, so Yi Xiaoan pressed the switch: "Who?"

"Xiao'an, it's me. Come down and open the door." It was Shu Yan's voice.

"You... sister, don't you know the door lock code?"

Shu Yan didn't answer, she seemed to smile a bit: "Sister wants Xiao An to open the door."

Yi Xiaoan didn't waste any more time, put on his shoes and went out to open the door.

The moment he pushed the door open with both hands, Yi Xiaoan saw Yi Shuyan standing at the door.

She was wearing a serious black suit with slim lines, and the neatly cut lines outlined her slender legs. She wore a pair of very flat heels on her feet. She only wore very light makeup and didn't even wear earrings.She carried a suitcase in her left hand, and her right hand——

He holds a large bouquet of flowers in his right hand.

The small white daisies wrapped in kraft paper are extraordinarily gentle under the warm sun in the morning of December. The white petals gather the sunlight and then reflect a faint colorful light.

Gentle, swaying, and a faint fragrance.

The bouquet lay between the two of them, Shu Yan looked at the flower path tenderly:

"I saw it when I went to the flower shop this morning. I thought it was very similar to the dress you wore on your birthday last year. Maybe you would like it."

Shu Yan raised her eyebrows, looked into Yi Xiaoan's eyes and handed over the flowers:

"Good morning, Xiao An."

The author has something to say:

Repeatedly jumping between heartbeat and myocardial infarction.

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: hate me one; (then love you)

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: Ning Yin. 25 bottles; 10 bottles of red flame and blue feather; another nutritious day~