Ye Jiaqi rubbed Xiaoguai's head, well... it's enough to have Xiaoguai.

Cheng Yuzhi sat with her on the bench for a while, and then accompanied her for a walk in the community.

She walked side by side with him, and Xiaoguai followed.

Such sunlight is particularly comfortable on your body. Ye Jiaqi stretched lazyly and was in a good mood.

All those who are happy and unhappy are left behind.

...

Cheng Yuzhi was on vacation and had a lot of time. During those days, he personally delivered breakfast to Ye Jiaqi.

He made the breakfast by himself, sometimes it was porridge, sometimes it was coarse grain bread.

They are all stomach-nourishing things.

Ye Jiaqi is young and his body recovers quickly.

In a few days, she recovered as before and jumped like before.

Cheng Yuzhi also graduated from the University of Chicago. In his spare time, he would walk on the university campus with Ye Jiaqi to see the scenery.

He would tell her some interesting stories about the past, and when talking about his common teachers, Ye Jiaqi would be extremely excited.

"Yes, yes, that's the old man who likes to wear a top hat, so funny."

"There is also the old lady who likes to wear skirts. She wears skirts all year round, almost every day, and it's a walking fashion show."

Cheng Yuzhi's vacation time is only ten days.

Ten days later, he had to fly from Chicago to New York.

Fortunately, the two cities are not too far away.

The night before Cheng Yuzhi left, Ye Jiaqi made some ox rolled milk cookies and chocolate chip cookies for him at the bakery.

These small things have a longer shelf life, so she made a little more.

In the bakery yard, Ye Jiaqi and Cheng Yuzhi sat at the table and drank coffee.

Ye Jiaqi made two cups of vanilla lattes. The strong coffee flavor is mixed with the vanilla flavor. It is neither bitter nor sweet, not too strong, and not too dull.

Cheng Yuzhi likes it very much.

"I'll go to the airport to see you off tomorrow morning." Ye Jiaqi said.

"You have class tomorrow morning, so don't give it to me." Cheng Yuzhi curled the corners of his lips slightly, "Take care, don't get sick again."

"But whether I get sick or not... it's not something I can control." Ye Jiaqi drank coffee, "But I will take good care of myself."

“Chicago is not far from New York, I will come back often.”

"But I've been in the bakery for almost half a year and I've only seen you once. Is this also called coming back often?"

"Are you smart and unforgiving? Huh?"

Ye Jiaqi smiled and she opened a box of cookies: "Try this, I just made it, and it tastes good."

Cheng Yuzhi picked up a piece and tasted it.

Ye Jiaqi's eyes smiled like a crescent moon: "Is it delicious? Your mother taught me how to make it with her own hands. I think I am talented and I have learned well."

"Actually... I can do it, and I have learned a little since I was a child." Cheng Yuzhi's eyes were filled with a smile.

"How can you do it? Then I haven't seen you do it once for ten days after you came back."

"next time."

Under the night light, Cheng Yuzhi's warm face added a bit more elegance and gentleness, just like a humble young man.

Ye Jiaqi was with him, as if he was wandering in the spring breeze, very natural and without any restraint.

"I also made some handmade biscuits for you. You took them to New York? Wouldn't it be heavy?" Ye Jiaqi gave him the packaged tote bag.

"I like eating very much. Do you want to consider making more?"

"Next time." Ye Jiaqi learned his tone.
Chapter completed!