Knocked to the election boss today

Chapter 210 She finally came back (4)

"You, rest more if you have nothing to do, don't read all day, you're almost a nerd." Yi Xuan said.

Lan Xi glanced at him, and said amusedly, "If you look like this, people who don't know will think you are my senior brother."

Yi Xuan cut out, "It's because you are too worrying, and I don't know when the second senior brother will come back."

The smile on Lan Xi's lips faded, and she remained silent.

"Knock Knock-"

A knock on the door eased the engulfing silence.

The two looked over together, and a young man was standing at the door.

Yi Xuan got up and walked over, "You are?"

The young man smiled slightly and said, "Hi, there is something here that someone asked me to pass on to Mr. Lan Xi."

Yi Xuan was astonished, and reached out to take the food box he handed over.

He asked, "Who asked you to send it?"

"I don't know about this either." The young man said.

"I don't know?" Yi Xuan looked at him strangely, "Is it a man or a woman?"

"Men." The young man said.

"The things have been delivered, then I will go first."

After speaking, he turned to leave.

Yi Xuan wondered, what's going on?
He came back carrying the food box, and looked at Lan Xi questioningly, "Senior brother, did the second brother tell you to bring you something?"

Lan Xi shook her head, "No, I haven't contacted him for the past two days."

"The man said that a man asked him to deliver it." Yi Xuan put the food box beside the bed, "Who else would it be if it wasn't the second senior brother?"

Lan Xi looked down at the food box, "Open it first."

Yi Xuan nodded, and reached out to lift the lid of the food box.

There is only one plate of pastries in such a large space.

When they saw the pattern printed on the pastry clearly, Lan Xi and Yi Xuan's pupils constricted, and their expressions changed instantly.

I saw a Q version of Lanxi's face printed on the round pastry, which was lifelike, even the shallow scar on the forehead was there.

Others don't know, but Lan Xi and Yi Xuan recognized this familiar painting method at a glance.

Only Qiqi would think of doodling these little things on the pastry, and she always amused the teacher's wife so much.

Lan Xi's eyes turned red instantly, and she didn't dare to blink, "Yi Xuan, I didn't misread this pastry, did I?"

This is the pastry made by Qiqi, right?
Yi Xuan turned to look at him, the excitement on his face was uncontrollable, his voice was choked up, "It's Qiqi, it must be Qiqi."

Lanxi couldn't wait to pick up a piece of pastry, her fingertips were trembling.

He took a bite of the pastry, and the familiar taste from his memory swept over him.

He froze, water seeped from the bottom of his eyes.

Yi Xuan stretched out his hand and shook it in front of him, "Senior brother, what's wrong with you?"

Lan Xi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the crystal clear teardrops, like pearls with broken strings, ran across her cheeks, and finally sank into the quilt.

He burst into tears, and Yi Xuan was frightened, "Senior brother, don't scare me, what's wrong?"

"It's Qiqi's cake, it's her cake." Lan Xi said with a choked voice.

"She's back, she's not dead, she's back."

He will not admit to the pastries made by Qi Qi.

Yi Xuan was stunned, and looked back at the pastries in the food box.

He picked up a piece with trembling hands, brought it to his mouth and took a bite.

After tasting it carefully, an astonishing light burst out from his eyes, and the excitement and joy could not be concealed on his face.

He looked at Lan Xi, his voice trembling, "It's indeed the cake made by Qiqi, and it tastes like this."

She is finally willing to appear, she is not dead, she is still there.

Lan Xi suddenly remembered something, grabbed Yi Xuan's arm, "Could the person at the door be Qiqi?"

(End of this chapter)