7:30 p.m.

The light rain turned into a drizzle.

Gradually, students began to come out to find food.

Most of the girls go out in groups.

Qin Yi remembers that back in school, she even had to ask a classmate to accompany her to the toilet.

Not to mention things like going out for late-night snacks.

There are always endless topics to talk about when you're with your best friend.

Unfortunately, after graduating from university, I was separated from my friends by distance, and everyone had their own jobs and new social circles.

We've been in contact less and less.

...

Fang Rufan was taking a slow walk alone in front of the school.

Seeing the other students walking in twos and threes filled her with loneliness.

Although it's only drizzling now, your hair will still get wet if you stay in the rain for too long.

She walked around the shops near the school and stood in front of a cake shop for a long time.

The shop window was filled with old-fashioned rose-shaped cream cakes, but even so, she couldn't help but look on with envy.

Then they slowly strolled to the back gate of the school.

The first thing you smell is that 'special' aroma emanating from the snail rice noodles.

Fang Rufan couldn't accept snail rice noodles.

Every time she smells this scent, she takes a detour.

The girls in my dorm really love it.

However, they usually eat out before coming back, and don't pack food to take back to the dormitory, leaving the smell lingering for a long time.

Fang Rufan glanced at the snail rice noodle stall as he passed by.

What is that?

Who are the other five students in her dorm?

So, it turns out they had also made plans to eat snail rice noodles as soon as she left her dorm!

She was the only one in the entire dorm who couldn't stand the smell of snail rice noodles, so they usually didn't inform her about this activity.

Aside from the snail rice noodles, most of their dormitory activities are actually done together.

We ate lunch and dinner together, went to the library together, and often went shopping or to the park together on weekends.

And we even celebrated birthdays together...

Fang Rufan was the youngest student in the dormitory.

When the semester started, their dormitory head, Ning Zhi, established a series of "dormitory rules".

For example, six people shouldn't create a small group to talk badly about others behind their backs; they should discuss things openly in a large group.

For example, two people take turns cleaning the dormitory every day;

For example, you can't play your phone on speakerphone after the lights are turned off, and you can't have long phone conversations.

Also, when each member of the dormitory has a birthday, the other five people chip in to buy a birthday cake to celebrate.

All five older girls in the dormitory had already celebrated their birthdays, and Fang Rufan was the last person in their dormitory 202 to celebrate her birthday in the first year.

But it seems everyone has forgotten her birthday today.

No one wished her well during the day; everyone acted as usual, without any particular reaction.

She was originally a rather introverted person.

If others don't bring it up, I'm too embarrassed to bring it up myself.

Her birthday will be over in four hours.

But the girls in the dorm were still sitting around a table eating snail rice noodles.

Fang Rufan quickly turned her head away, pretending not to see her roommate, and ran away from the snail rice noodle stall.

well……

The rain kept falling every day, which made her even more annoyed.

Huh? What's that green street vendor cart over there?

Is this a new merchant?

Because it rains frequently, vendors don't like to do business here.

Often, while we're eating, the weather suddenly changes, and a sudden downpour begins out of nowhere.

Merchants and students are often caught off guard, eating and then leaving at the same time.

Small vendors prefer to travel further to Shida University and Nanda University, where the weather is more stable, ensuring a more stable business.

Fang Rufan observed from a distance that the vehicle's roof sign appeared to be a multi-layered shape.

Upon closer inspection, it became clear that the owner was a young woman dressed in a full white pastry suit and wearing a mushroom cloud pastry hat.

So professional?

There's a couple who sell birthday cakes in the shop ahead, and I've never seen them wear chef's uniforms.

Moreover, the owner was holding a porcelain plate in his left hand and using a triangular fork and spoon in his right hand to scoop out the orange-yellow dessert.

The owner seemed too focused on the mille-feuille in front of him to notice someone walking up to his stall.

Fang Yunru looked at the mille-feuille on the white tray.

The top is a yellowish-orange color, like a layer of jam shimmering with light, and you can also see a few black sesame seeds sprinkled on top of the jam.

The boss gently dug down with his fork, going straight from the top to the bottom layer.

Looking at the shape of this cross-section, Fang Ruyun had never seen such a silky smooth layer before.

It was a thousand layers of skin, thinner than paper, with countless layers stacked together.

She could feel how incredibly soft it was.

Because the boss's fork effortlessly and gently cut through the crepe layer by layer.

Each layer of cream has the same uniform thickness.

Looking at the cross-section of this thousand-layer pastry is like seeing a beautiful work of art.

...

Not long after Qin Yi finished eating the snail rice noodles, she felt a bit greasy and really wanted to eat something sweet and sour.

That's how girls are; after eating spicy food, they want sweet food; after eating sweet food, they can eat salty food; and after eating salty food, they can drink something cold...

I just happened to make this mango passion fruit mille-feuille today.

One spoonful is instantly refreshing, cleansing, and soothing, making you completely oblivious to what's happening around you.

"Boss, how much is the mille-feuille you're ordering?"

Qin Yi looked up and saw a girl whose hair was wet from the drizzle, with tiny water droplets forming at the ends of her bangs, ready to drip down.

Qin Yi handed her a few tissues, gesturing for her to wipe herself, and said, "I ate the mango passion fruit mille-feuille, 50 yuan a piece, there's a price list next to it."

Fang Rufan took the tissue from the shopkeeper, and a warm feeling welled up inside her.

She thought the boss was a nice person and she should definitely patronize the business, and besides, the mille-feuille really looked delicious.

But just as I touched the tissue to my head and was wiping my hair, I heard the boss's quote.

Her hand stopped moving instantly.

He asked again, "Young Master Duo?"

Qin Yi blinked: "Fifty yuan a piece."

Fang Rufan was deflated.

She still had sixty yuan in her phone.

That's her living expenses for the next three days.

My mom will send next month's living expenses in three days.

She originally thought a thousand-layer cake would cost around ten or twenty pieces.

The vegetable cream mille-feuille she usually buys at the store costs about the same price.

I didn't expect that the mille-feuille cakes sold at this quaint dessert stall would be so much more expensive than the products in the store!

She was too shy to ask why it was so expensive.

The boss seemed to notice her concerns and gestured for her to look at the product information next to him.

Mango and passion fruit crepe cake: 50 yuan/piece

The filling is made with imported animal cream as a base, along with pure cocoa butter white chocolate, passion fruit puree, mango puree, and mascarpone cheese to create an ice cream cream.

The surface is drizzled with a layer of natural fruit puree and jam made from a mixture of mango and passion fruit, giving it an overall sweet and sour taste.

Each layer of the ultra-thin crepe is as thin as a cicada's wing, and each piece of crepe has fifty soft and thin layers of skin.

【Cool Black Raspberry Crepe Cake: 50 RMB/piece】

This ultra-cool black, ultra-thin mille-feuille is made with bamboo charcoal powder. The cream filling in the middle is not only made with animal cream, but also with natural raspberry puree and white chocolate flavoring.

The top is covered with a layer of mulberry jam made from blueberries and mulberries, simmered over low heat, which is full of anthocyanins and vitamins.

With one slice, bursting berry sauce flows down the side along the knife marks.

The jam on top is also garnished with fresh mulberries, blueberries, and small red raspberries.