99th day of imprisonment

Ten years later, in Huicheng's most prosperous Thirteenth Street business district, there is a small but unique western food restaurant that is quite famous.

Zhang Chi settled the bill for the last table of guests, and walked into the kitchen rubbing his sore waist, where a tall man was seriously fiddling with the snacks in his hand.

"I really didn't know you still had this skill. It seems that the store I opened for you is in the right direction." Zhang Chi teased Xu Lifeng, and couldn't help but take a closer look, "I always feel that you are in my little shop. Being a pastry chef in the shop is really a talent."

He is so familiar with the shape of this cake that he will never forget it in his life. It is exactly the appearance of the cake brought back by Xu Lifeng on the day he was arrested. Now, this cake has become the treasure of the store and a must for customers. Order dessert.

It's just that the one at that time was a bit rough, not as delicate and beautiful as the one in front of me, "Did you make the cake that day?"

"Yes, I made it after a long time of practice with leftover materials. Isn't it ugly?" He walked out of the kitchen with the cake in his hand. At night, the hall was empty. Xu Lifeng pulled down the curtains and locked the store door, leaving only A pendant lamp in the corner emits dim light, simple dishes are placed on the table, and there is a bottle of expensive wine.

The two sat facing each other, toasted and drank together. Zhang Chi stretched out his finger and picked up a piece of cream and put it into his mouth. It still tasted sweet, "Today ten years ago was the day you kidnapped me."

"I'm sorry." Xu Lifeng apologized sincerely, with a little guilt in his eyes.

Zhang Chi sneered, and wiped the remaining cream from his fingertips on Xu Lifeng's lips, "Shouldn't there be an apology in this atmosphere? Shouldn't it be that I love you?"

His cheeks were unbelievably hot, Xu Lifeng wasn't sure if he would blush, but Zhang Chi's words made him feel shy from the bottom of his heart, he licked the cream stained on his lips at a loss, and blurted out jerky love words.

"I love you."

"Me too."

No matter how busy the city is, there are moments of silence.

No matter how ordinary life is, it can also be full of color because of each other's existence.

Wrong acquaintances and distorted emotions can be exchanged for long-term company.

enough...

The author has something to say:

Brain hole short story is over~~~

Consider whether to write another short story to give Cheng Jun a home.