The next afternoon, it was cloudy.

Chen Xun followed Haruko in a car to the countryside.

The empty fields are continuous, fresh and green like the sea, and the grass sways in the wind. The gloomy sky seems to be under the trees, the breeze before the rain joking about the leaves, and the clouds are piled up, within reach.

The dessert master's home is a small manor, not big, the environment is better than quietness and neatly tidy.

He is not young anymore, in his sixties, and because of his hand injury, he bought this place for retirement with his savings.

He has no children and is happy to be idle alone.

The baking skills and the notes for making desserts were sorted into a book, and they had already been packed up. They tied a small pile with a rope, and were stained with a little moldy dampness and dust.

"I've given it to you, anyway, there's no need in the future." The old dessert master whispered.

He has no offspring and no disciples, so no one can teach these sorted things. Even if they are given to others, someone will have to ask them, otherwise they will be just a pile of moldy rotten paper.

Haruko, the Mid-Saga, sincerely thanked him.

Earlier, she had no interest in baking desserts, and she couldn't even like this sweet food. She was actually more willing to be a bartender, but there was no bar on that street.

Even if there is, Yi Chenxing's personality will never go, and the two of them will almost never be able to intersect. Unless she pretends to be drunk and try to mess with him, or create a hero's trick to save beauty.

But he was smart, and she knew this very well. This person who only expressed a little bit of lightness was actually very alienated in his bones.

Originally, they wouldn't have had too many interactions now. If this happens now, it will be a long time later, but it may be that he showed his sensation. It was precisely because of his suspicion that he had at some point that the relationship between the two was one step closer.

But it only seems to be one step closer, and he just has no evidence to confirm his suspicion.

She pursed her lips. Since it was still the Haruko of Shin-xia, she had to put aside these thoughts that were still far away and learn to take into account the present.

...

I was going back immediately, but the rain came as soon as possible.

The sky was gloomy and dark outside.

The messy wind rolled up the fallen leaves, mixed with rain and stuck to the window, sliding down twisted water marks, and the field of view was completely unaware.

The old dessert lit the candle and explained: "As soon as you encounter such a weather, you will lose power."

"I probably can't go back tonight." Haruko Shengxia whispered.

When the countryside comes, the roads are all dirt roads. Such a rain will probably be muddy, and cars and people cannot walk.

It's so dark again, it's not suitable to rush.

"If you don't dislike it, just rest in the room for a night before leaving." said the dessert.

Chen Xing nodded.

During this period, he took out his cell phone and looked at it. It turned out that there was no signal.

Dinner is Western food, which seems to be somewhat inconsistent with this place in the countryside, but it is inexplicably in line with the heavy rain.

The blood-teared steak, the scarlet wine in the goblet, the slightly swaying candlelight, the bright tableware, and the spotless white tablecloth.

It was like a silent dinner. In the crackling sound of the rain hitting the window frame, there was only the slight sound of knife and fork occasionally passing through the dining plate. It was cut meat and then put into the mouth and chewed silently.

Only the shadows by the candle are moving.

Chen Xing was silent and quiet, and he was gentle and seemed to be not hungry.

Haruko seems to not eat Western food often in midsummer, and she is somewhat unfamiliar.

But Chen Xing didn't have to be distracted to look at it. She could tell at a glance that her hand holding the knife and fork was very stable. She could clearly divide the meat into neat pieces with a slight stroke, but she deliberately turned the force and direction.

The purpose is self-evident.

But, haven’t she been pretending? Why is she going to do this again now? Do you think she won’t notice it?

Chen Xing frowned unconsciously. He was always a little stupid here.

The dessert chef had a very small appetite. After half a cup of red wine, he finished eating. He walked straight to the fireplace, and lay on the sofa reading newspapers in the candlelight. He obviously waited for the guests to finish their meal before cleaning up.

Chen Xing didn't drink alcohol. After drinking a little bit of it, Haruko's face turned red and she was slightly drunk under the candlelight.

Because of the power outage and there was no way to wash, the two of them went back to their room.

Two rooms are next to each other. When entering the room, Haruko Shin-Saki waved her hand and said 'Good night'.

Chen Xu was answered.

Seeing his door closed, Haruko Shengxia paused for a while, turned her head and saw the dessert master standing in the corridor not far away, with dark eyes.

The hunched body was tall and straight, and the turbid eyes were gloomy and sharp. Apart from that face, he looked like a lonely old man?

He gestured with his eyes that Haruko Shengxia was silent for a long time, and he had been waiting there.

Finally, Haruko Shengxia pushed open the door and went in, then closed the door.

He clenched his fists and fell back down.

Because she changed her mind, he obeyed obediently, and was still the same as the dessert master before.

...

The rain lasts for a long time.

Chen Xing was awakened by the thunder. He looked at the time and it was already late at night. The rain outside became drizzling, as if it was getting smaller.

He yawned, rubbed his eyes, and turned his head to look at the shaking curtains of the tree shadows.

Few people know that he is actually very brave, especially afraid of the night of thunderstorm. The cruel and bloody night deep in his memory is a nightmare that he will never forget and escape.

When he was in the temple, Master Mingzhizhen slept next door, and no one was stronger than the teacher. Chen Xing was still afraid, as if he had been stabbed in his bones.

After leaving the temple, she lived alone in the apartment. Chen Xing thought that nightmare was still with her, but whenever there was a thunderstorm night, Yuanzi would send text messages or call herself, most of the time she was talking, and she fell asleep by herself as she talked.

Later, Chen Xing realized that it was Master Tsuma who told the Suzuki family before leaving that it was a psychological problem that he had to overcome little by little, but Yuanzi used the stupidest method.

Just like her, she is sometimes stupid.

Chen Xing illuminated the phone, and the faint light shone on his face, but there was still no signal.

Because Yuanzi didn't know that he was in the countryside and that it wouldn't rain in Tokyo tonight, he wouldn't receive a call.

He then read the text message from the past.

The cold and regular words seemed to have warmth. The thunder outside the house was always terrifying, and the coldness on Chen Xing's body subsided a little, and the cold sweat was gone. The hand that was originally holding the sheet had already let go.

"What's the point of being afraid of when thundering? It's scary to get fat!"

"I want to eat something, I want strawberry-flavored sandwich cookies, and chocolate bear cookies."

"Actually, it's the most comfortable to eat spicy dishes at night, right?"

Chen Xing smiled unconsciously. Eating sweet food at night is not good for teeth, and eating spicy food is not good for stomach.

He has said it many times.

The door was pushed open silently at this time. Of course, there should be a sound, but the person on the bed was too obsessed and didn't notice it.

There was a loud thunder outside. Belmode didn't expect that what he saw was not his weak look when he was shaking tightly with his quilt, but the loose back of the boy.

He was looking at his phone, and she heard a faint laugh.

Isn't it because there is no signal? She suddenly felt a jam in her heart.

He breathed a sigh of relief because he was fine, and there was also a panic he was gradually moving away from.
Chapter completed!