There was a glass of water on the tray, as well as some familiar white pills, which Jiang Yu was going to take after dinner.

Unlike when Aunt Qu came and had to persuade Jiang Yu for several words before he was willing to take the medicine, Shi Yan just walked over and without waiting for Jiang Yu to say anything, he took the water and pills and finished the medicine.

After taking the medicine, Jiang Yu should have gone back to her room to rest, but she refused to move. When she heard that Sheng Yuan and Shi Yan would not leave and would stay until after dinner, she followed Aunt Qu back to her room with peace of mind, looking back every few steps as she left.

Sheng Yuan remembered that when she came for the first time, she saw that Jiang Yu loved the cakes made by Aunt Qu, and guessed that Jiang Yu probably liked sweets. In order to thank Jiang Yu for the oil painting she gave her, Sheng Yuan borrowed the kitchen from Aunt Qu and asked if there were any ingredients available. She planned to make some fruit pies.

Because she often makes snacks, everything is ready. However, when Aunt Qu heard Sheng Yuan was about to go into the kitchen, she mistakenly thought that she was being negligent and immediately waved her hands in panic.

How can we let the host into the kitchen?

Aunt Qu quickly told Sheng Yuan that if she wanted to eat something, she could just tell her and she would make it right away.

Sheng Yuan curved her lips and explained to Aunt Qu, who then breathed a sigh of relief. She took out all the materials Sheng Yuan would need and placed them on the kitchen counter. Then she did not leave, but stayed to ask Sheng Yuan if there was anything she could help with.

The fruit pie is very simple, and Sheng Yuan was just about to say it’s not necessary.

"Let me do it."

Shi Yan walked in with a small box of kumquats in his hand.

When Aunt Qu saw this, she couldn't help laughing. Originally, the backyard was a garden, but Aunt Qu thought that there were already enough flowers and plants in the front yard, and it would be a waste to plant more flowers. So she submitted some easy-to-grow fruit plants on a shopping list, including kumquats. She was just curious about what Shi Yan was doing when he took a pair of scissors and gloves and ran to the backyard alone.

It turns out I was going to pick this.

The kumquats in the small frame are all golden and clean, and you can tell at a glance that they have been carefully selected and washed.

Sheng Yuan said there was no need for help, but Shi Yan didn't leave. He went over and took the apple on the sink, rinsed it under water without saying a word, peeled it and cut it into cubes.

Apple pie is indeed simple to make, but it was basically Shi Yan who did it all. Sheng Yuan only made one at the beginning, and Shi Yan stood silently by the side watching her. After she finished making one, she naturally took over the making of all the remaining fruit pies, and each one was made very well.

In the end, Sheng Yuan was watching Shi Yan do it from the side.

Sheng Yuan also wanted to make some puffs.

The required process is relatively complicated.

Shi Yan took the initiative to take on the task of whipping the cream.

Sheng Yuan took a few slices of butter and heated them until they softened.

As soon as she turned around, she saw Shi Yan beating cream. He was holding the container with one hand and the mixer with the other. He lowered his eyes, had very long eyelashes and a high nose bridge. In the afternoon sunlight pouring in from the window, his profile was coated with a layer of clean light, making his profile look even more cold and quiet.

Sheng Yuan couldn't help but think of last night's dream again - the figure drenched by the rain, lonely and silent.

It is said that a person will have many dreams every night, and after waking up, he will basically forget these dreams completely. Even if he remembers, he will only remember some fragments. But last night's dream, all the details from beginning to end were clearly imprinted in Sheng Yuan's mind like frames of pictures.

Especially that back view, which is particularly unforgettable.

Thanks to Spring and several wives for the monthly tickets.