Coming out of the consultation room, she went straight out of the clinic and returned to the small courtyard in the back.
Upon entering, she saw Huo Jingrui kneading dough: "Are you planning to make noodles?"
Huo Jingrui shook his head: "No, I'm making pancakes for you."
Hearing this, Yunyi felt a wave of emotion in her heart. No matter in which lifetime, Huo Jingrui always hated making pancakes. The dough is softer than noodle dough, it sticks to your hands, and afterwards, your hands are covered in oil.
He's someone with a cleanliness obsession. When he first learned to make pancakes, his eyebrows nearly knitted together.
But for her and the kids to enjoy various pancakes in that space, he patiently learned over and over again. Finally, heaven didn't disappoint the persistent. Thinking of past lifetimes, Yunyi couldn't help but stand there dazed, recalling various scenes from before, and her nose tingled, with tears forming in her eyes.
