Iceberg Chef Chasing His Wife GL

She remembered that the rain bean tree in the campus had feathery leaves with fine fluff on the back of the leaves, which was very comfortable to rub with fingers.

Ji Manli arrived at school early on the day of high school registration, and sat alone on the stone chair under the tree, playing with the leaves boredly.

The sportswear in high school is white, and Ji Manli has never understood why the sportswear that is easy to get dirty is made of white.Some sophomores who were returning to clean the school turned to look at her when they passed by. At that time, she didn't pay attention to it. She just looked at her watch and found that it was still 15 minutes before the time to register in the auditorium.

I looked around the school, the red brick building was full of creepers.There was also a thin layer of moss growing on the ground. When she left the stone chair, she looked at the floor and paid a little attention to her feet.

It was the end of the summer vacation, and the tall trees blocked most of the sunlight and filtered the disturbing ultraviolet rays for her.The incoming freshmen walked from the gate to the auditorium one after another. There were all fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls, some with smiles on their faces, and some with gloom.Ji Manli looked at her watch again, and then began to pace towards her destination.

Through the playground, and then over a few steps, is the not-so-big auditorium.Ji Manli visually estimated that there are about 600 freshmen who came to register today.Even for the top three volunteers, students can only enroll so many.

After arriving at the auditorium, I found the senior sister who was in charge of registration. After completing the registration, she went to the temporary class assembly area to find an empty chair and sit down.

The classmates next to her were all unfamiliar faces. A few of them who knew each other had already sat around discussing romance novels, male idols, and desserts. Ji Manli subconsciously curled a faint smile.

This is the atmosphere and taste of a girls' school.

She turned her gaze away, and turned to look at the same classmate as her sitting alone on the other side.

From the corner of her eye, she saw her dark brown hair scattered randomly on her shoulders, with a calm expression on her face, she was concentrating on reading the book in her hand, but Ji Manli didn't know what that book was.

That was the first time she saw Bo Sheng.

Now, in this light rainy afternoon, where the fragrance of coffee wafted, she saw her again, six years after parting.Her brunette hair is much longer than it was when she graduated from high school, and it is curled in big waves.The expression between the eyebrows and eyes is much more restrained than before, and I can't see the appearance of the girl who became radiant when she met the dessert.Perhaps, this should be called maturity?

Ji Manli smiled faintly: "Long time no see, I didn't say anything when I came back, let me let you know, we can come and join us."

Bo Sheng smiled without answering, but led her to a table in the store and asked her to sit down.

Then he turned his head and said to the counter: "Pour a pot of mamba in hand, and take a sand shelf by the way."

"Okay, manager!" The person at the counter answered.

Ji Manli blinked, and said, "Master Bai, is the sand shelf too sweet?"

"No, the sauce on the outer layer is made of extra-grade dark bittersweet chocolate bricks, which are also flavored with orange wine, and there is not much sugar in the cake." Bai Sheng looked at the person in front of him and smiled lightly: " As for the support, I can only tell Bai Hua and Qi Xuan first, I wanted to let them taste the taste first, but I didn't expect you to come first."

"Bai Hua and Qi Xuan..." Ji Manli narrowed her eyes: "I haven't seen them for a long time, what time is the appointment? Otherwise, I'll wait too? Or come at night?"

"I asked them to come over at six o'clock, because Bai Hua has classes until 05:30, and Qi Xuan can only get off work at five o'clock at the earliest."

"Well," Ji Manli smiled: "It seems that I am the most leisurely?"

"I didn't say it."

The tacit understanding with friends is like this. Even after a long separation, there is no need to use polite words to support the scene, and there is no sense of alienation because of the separation.

After chatting for another 15 minutes, the clerk brought coffee and cake, and Bai Sheng pushed the cake to Ji Manli, got up and filled the cup in front of her with coffee [-]% full.

"Mamba is a mixture of Mandheling and Brazilian coffee," Bai Sheng explained while moving: "The main ratio in my store is Mandheling one, the taste of Mandheling is relatively thick and not sour, although Brazilian coffee has The grass is lightly fragrant, but the sour taste is strong, and the two complement each other perfectly. As for the cake, I remember you like chocolate, so I chose the sand shelf cake."

"Well," Ji Manli picked up the cup with her index finger and thumb, and collected the aroma in the cup: "However, in recent years, I have preferred sweet and sour things, and bitter and sweet things are acceptable, but now that I think about it, I liked sweet and sour things back then. I can't believe the rich milk chocolate. Wow, this glass is so beautiful."

"This cup is in the store owner's collection," Bai Sheng smiled: "I only use this cup to entertain friends, classic vine pattern."

"Sure enough, it's different after studying abroad," Ji Manli joked, "Even a small condensed cup is so particular."

Bai Sheng blinked, put his hands on his cheeks, and said with a bit of seriousness: "Good things deserve to be treated sincerely, just like good ingredients need devout cooks, and good utensils need to be owned by people who know how to appreciate them. "

After hearing this, Ji Manli moved her mouth, but in the end she didn't make a sound.

Seeing her appearance, Bo Sheng guessed the reason in his heart, but naturally he would not say it out loud.

Even she in France had heard about that incident back then. Although it didn't make a big fuss, after all, Ji Manli was not the type to make a big fuss.

Unexpectedly, the person in front of him spoke quietly after a few seconds.

"What if you think it's a good thing at first, but in the end you find it's a bad product, and it's too late to return it?"

Bai Sheng's eyes narrowed, as if he was trying to hide the weak emotion in his eyes: "There are better things waiting for you, but maybe...you haven't found it?"

"Hehe," Ji Manli chuckled, "That's right, if a piece of cake doesn't taste good, you can change it." She raised her head, but out of the corner of her eye, she saw something that was randomly placed on top of the transparent refrigerator: "That's it." What is it?" She pointed at it.

Bo Sheng looked in the direction of her finger, stood up and took it: "This is the music box, I brought it back when I went to Otaru last year."

The music box looks very girl-pleasing, with a wooden base and a rag doll girl swinging on it.Ji Manli borrowed a music box from Bo Sheng, then twisted the clockwork, put the music box on the table and listened to it.

The girl on the music box also started to swing her swing as the movement progressed. Ji Manli watched this scene, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became more and more obvious.The soft scene made Bai Sheng subconsciously look away.

"I like this music." Ji Manli commented.

"Me too," Bai Sheng smiled: "There are several styles of music boxes over there, I only brought back this one, but on the other hand, it was also the time when I went on a self-guided trip, and the air tickets from France to Japan were already very expensive , buying this extra music box got me through several meals of ramen. And to be honest, there are some areas in Hokkaido where the ramen tastes a little creepy."

"Ha," Ji Manli was amused: "You can talk about your experience in the past four years in the evening, I'll go home and change my clothes first."

"Yes." Bai Sheng nodded: "I will prepare dinner, so you can come over and join us."

"Okay, it's a great honor to have Manager Bo cook in person." Ji Manli smiled at her: "Then I'll go back first, and I'll trouble you."

With a happy mood and still wet clothes on her body, Ji Manli walked to the MRT station on another street to go home.

Because she is a freelancer, Ji Manli has no fixed working hours.As a graphic designer, her job is to undertake the cover design required by the publishing house.This job is not difficult to say, but occasionally when I encounter an author who likes to make things difficult, a book may have dozens of abandoned covers.But because the covers she designed had a good reputation, she did not sign a contract with any publishing house as a dedicated editor, but waited at home for work to come to her door.

She didn't even think about it when she just graduated from university, but now she can rely on this irregular and unstable job to support her own life.

After returning home, Ji Manli filled the bathtub with hot water, and decided to take a bath for a rare moment. Today's weather is indeed a bit cold.She took the clean home clothes and put them on the rack, took off the clothes and immersed herself in the bathtub, took a long breath of relief, and began to think about today's meeting.

It's been a while since I haven't seen an old friend, and it's impossible to say I'm unhappy.It's just that a bit of bewilderment suddenly grew in my heart, and they have also grown from an immature age to today.Thinking that Bai Sheng is still as kind to her today as before, she felt a little guilty. After going to university, she almost lost contact with her, unlike Bai Hua and others who would contact her regularly.

Bo Sheng probably won't mind... She thought to herself.Although she more or less knew that studying in a foreign country must be tiring.But seeing Bai Sheng's current appearance, I have to congratulate her for truly fulfilling her dream.

I remember when I was a freshman in high school, the teachers always asked the students to introduce themselves, or handed out worksheets for the students to fill out.At that time, Ji Manli was sitting on Bai Sheng's left, Bai Hua was behind her, and Qi Xuan was on the right.After several people finish writing, they will always exchange and read each other, and then make fun of each other.

"Hey Qixuan, didn't you mean that you want to live by being kept?" Bai Hua stared at the column of my future dream on Qixuan's paper: "How do you write about a psychological counselor? You are deceiving the teacher!"

Bai Hua and Qi Xuan have known each other since junior high school. Seeing their familiarity at that time, Ji Manli naturally felt envious in her heart. After all, there was no one in the whole junior high school who was in the same class as her.

She quickly filled out her form, and looked at the students around her boredly.Unconsciously, she looked at Bai Sheng, who felt quite indifferent—when she reported for duty yesterday, she hardly saw her speak a word. Maybe she was the same as her, and she didn't know anyone in class.

Seeing that Bo Sheng was writing slowly, she couldn't believe it.

What Bai Sheng held in his hand was a black pen, the black metal nib gave off a soft but not glaring light under the light.Ji Manli was shocked at the moment, she thought that only adults could use a fountain pen, but she didn't expect that Bai Sheng's writing posture seemed to be cultivated since childhood.Although her pen is not like a luxury item in a department store counter, it is not a bright metal pen body, but the way Bai Sheng writes makes Ji Manli feel that her pen must be very delicate and smooth.

Although she knew nothing about fountain pens, she never had the will to study.