[They need very little time at all to cook, and Xiao Xingchen needs only a moment to slip the crepe from the pan onto a plate. Light and soft with just a bit of crispness... circumstances aside, Xiao Xingchen approves of them in his mind. With a generous scoop of fruit preserves to fill them - placed with a bit of hesitation, knowing their effects - he supposes that he's made due even if they don't have all of the ingredients used at the cafe.
He nudges it across the counter as he pours more batter into the pan to make the second crepe.]
Hm... I was certain that you would have something else to entertain yourself. Really, it's a surprise that you'd enjoy living with me even tolerable after experiencing whatever luxuries you could afford during your time in Jinlintai.
[Life with Xiao Xingchen isn't exciting, and he considered the young man flighty and impulsive as many young people are (excluding some like himself, perhaps). Trying to understand what interests Xue Yang, and what keeps his attention, makes Xiao Xingchen idly curious.
Even if Xue Yang won't share too much about the distant past, surely discussing this much can't hurt.]
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He nudges it across the counter as he pours more batter into the pan to make the second crepe.]
Hm... I was certain that you would have something else to entertain yourself. Really, it's a surprise that you'd enjoy living with me even tolerable after experiencing whatever luxuries you could afford during your time in Jinlintai.
[Life with Xiao Xingchen isn't exciting, and he considered the young man flighty and impulsive as many young people are (excluding some like himself, perhaps). Trying to understand what interests Xue Yang, and what keeps his attention, makes Xiao Xingchen idly curious.
Even if Xue Yang won't share too much about the distant past, surely discussing this much can't hurt.]