Conan: About the fact that I have a black brother

The boss brought some chili sauce and asked them to help themselves.

They each scooped a large spoonful and put it on the rice.

Lin Xiaochen looked at the chili sauce that was as much as his own, and for a moment he was also very emotional: "You like spicy food more than I thought."

"Yeah, that's what everyone around me says." Cointreau mixed the rice, "It's too hot, and those who don't like spicy food can't eat it."

Lin Xiaochen said: "Sour, spicy and other stimulating flavors are indeed more appetizing, but I have also heard of another saying."

"What?" Cointreau asked as he slowly peeled the potatoes.

"Pressure. The greater the pressure, the more I like spicy food." Lin Xiaochen slowly picked out the onions in the curry. "I didn't like spicy food before, but gradually I started to like it."

"Is there such a saying?" Cointreau seemed to disagree, "I thought eating spicy food was innate."

"Maybe. But it's not my inheritance. How about you, young man? Do your family members also like to eat spicy food?" Lin Xiaochen's hands kept moving.

Cointreau, however, picked up a spoon and began to poke the potatoes: "I don't know, I've liked it since I can remember."

"I see. I thought you were under too much academic pressure." Lin Xiaochen said in a light voice, "Oh, I forgot that you are already working. You look really young."

"Really? Maybe it's because of the stress and the worrying colleagues." Cointreau cooled a spoonful of rice and started eating.

Seeing this, Lin Xiaochen said no more.

Out of professional habit, Lin Xiaochen ate very quickly. When he finished eating all the rice, half of the Cointreau plate was still left.

Cointreau's movements were slow and graceful, as if he was in a high-end restaurant, and every move revealed his upbringing.

Lin Xiaochen said goodbye with a smile: "I'll leave you first."

Jundu nodded slightly in greeting: "Are you going back to work?"

"No, I have to go home first." Lin Xiaochen smiled gently and yearningly, "What about you, young master? When do you plan to go home?"

"Me? Wait until work is finished?" Jun Du actually thought about it.

"That's right. When everything is over, we can go home." Lin Xiaochen nodded to Jun Du, "See you next time."

Jundu did not reply. Five minutes after Lin Xiaochen left, he finished his rice in a few bites and left.

It's not that he eats slowly, he just isn't used to exposing his back to a stranger.

But, there is another reason why I ate slowly today...

They even put onions in it. It tastes terrible! And I can't even pick it out! How did that guy pick it out so cleanly?

It's so annoying, I wish someone could pick out the onion granules for me.

He thought angrily, if I'm not happy, why did I agree to go out? I will just go back to the safe house!

Cointreau resisted the urge to swallow his saliva, as he urgently needed to dilute the unique taste of onions in his mouth, so he turned a corner and entered a 24-hour convenience store.

Then, he met Lin Xiaochen, who was paying the bill and leaving with a cup of Coke in his hand.

Both of them: ...What a coincidence.

Based on the principle that there would be no embarrassment as long as I didn't speak, Jundu nodded coldly to Lin Xiaochen, then walked sideways into the convenience store.

It's an automatic door, so there's no need to duck sideways...

Lin Xiaochen licked his lips and left without saying a word.

After all, not exposing the embarrassment of others is a virtue.

You said so, my silly brother.