A Legacy Inherited by the Licking Dogs

Wen Yizhou pushed the cart into the dazzling array of shelves, and it was rare to look at each row of bottles, cans, boxes, and various packaging on them one by one.It's not that he can't cook at all, simple cooking and cooking noodles are still possible, but he really doesn't have much interest--why spend extra time and energy on things that can be quickly resolved by takeaway?Not to mention He Qian, who has the appearance of a "perfect good man", but is not good at housework at all. This is why he will find various excuses and use various tricks to coax Lin Yuean to come to the house every time he is greedy. The reason for being a guest.Seafood brought in by air from the sea, expensive red wine—He Qian has never minded spending money, he is very generous to friends and relatives, he buys complete and high-end kitchen utensils, but he doesn’t know how to use them at all, all are traps to lure fools .

Although at this point, I am not much better.

Because I know the enthusiastic character of the other party who can't "leave it alone", so I have no fear.Wen Yizhou secretly glanced at the excited person beside him, and secretly made up his mind - forget it, treat the dog better in the future.

"What do you want to eat tonight?" Lin Yu'an asked cheerfully.

"Whatever," Wen Yizhou sensed the other's worried expression, and added: "Spicy."

"You have been eating takeaway for so long, and the taste is still so strong."

Wen Yizhou raised his eyebrows: "The takeaway taste is not heavy, it's just very greasy."

It has to be said that home-cooked food has a magical and mysterious taste that no restaurant can replicate. It seems to be a certain nature engraved in the genes and reflected on the taste buds.

"Have you always cooked by yourself?" Wen Yizhou asked, "Is it the athlete's request?"

"No, I used to eat the same thing every day for a long time before." Lin Yu'an said, "On Sunday night, fry chicken breasts for a week and freeze them in the refrigerator, and then serve them with staple food and blueberries according to the number of grams every day. Flowers, and occasionally salmon. Look at the nutritional table, what is not enough to make up for, and I have been eating for several months."

Wen Yizhou was shocked: "Aren't you tired?"

Lin Yue'an turned his face: "I'm used to it, I'm not picky about food, and it's not fun to cook alone."

Wen Yizhou thought for a while, and said without shame: "Are you very grateful to me for giving your cooking talent room to play?"

"Yes." Lin Yu'an laughed, thinking that the other party's smug look was very cute, "So how about we have boiled pork slices tonight? I saw a tutorial on the Internet the other day, and I was about to try it."

Wen Yizhou also smiled: "Okay."

He suddenly felt the back of his hand get hot, Wen Yizhou looked down and found that Lin Yu'an's left hand was lightly covering his right hand holding the handle of the cart.

Lin Yue'an's hands were a whole circle bigger, dry and warm, completely covering his hands. If people around didn't look carefully, they would just think that he was helping to support the cart, but they didn't know that this was the first time for the two of them to "" hold hands".Wen Yizhou squinted at him, and saw Lin Yue'an put on a nonchalant expression, staring straight ahead, and couldn't hold back for three seconds before turning around and grinning at him.

Wen Yizhou's hand holding the cart was tight, and he didn't move away.

The two chose a lot of vegetables for the boiled pork slices, and were about to turn to Wen Yizhou's special area - coffee drinks, when a slightly familiar voice suddenly came from the corner.

The other party first recognized the conspicuous Lin Yue'an, and started calling from half a shelf away: "Xiaoyuan! Xiaoyuan!"

Unexpectedly, before Wen Yizhou could react, Lin Yue'an had already pulled his hand away quickly.

The man strode over with a few bags of snacks in his arms, and shouted angrily, "Where did you go, long time no see! I have made appointments for several times and I didn't come out. I saw your circle of friends. I went to the United States a while ago." went?"

Wen Yizhou was still surprised at the sudden disappearance of the heat source in his hand, he raised his head slowly, and found that he also knew the person approaching him—to be precise, he was He Qian's friend.

The other party obviously recognized Wen Yizhou just now, and he was surprised and embarrassed: "Wen...Yizhou?"

Wen Yizhou nodded slightly: "Zhang Shi."

Zhang Shi turned his eyes around the two of them, and said hesitantly: "I didn't expect you two, uh... have a good relationship."

"Ah..." Lin Yue'an laughed: "No, I met by chance."

His lie is really not clever, it is better not to tell it.Obviously, the two walked side by side intimately, and the carts were filled with household items and ingredients for cooking, so there was no one who occasionally met people shopping in the same box.

"It's been a long time." Wen Yizhou said again.

Zhang Shi was stunned for a moment before he realized it, nodded and hesitated twice, and said, "Yes, how are you doing recently?"

Wen Yizhou shrugged his shoulders, maybe it meant "that's it", or maybe it meant "what do you think".

Zhang Shi said "ah": "You seem to be in good condition."

Wen Yizhou thought to himself - otherwise, wouldn't it be possible that I would be buried with him?Thinking again—you know what, someone who hasn't been seen much since He Qian got sick.

But he didn't say a word.

He and Zhang Shi have never been able to chat. Although they have met many times, they have not spoken much.At first, the other party probably thought that Wen Yizhou was not easy to get along with. He looked arrogant and had some criticisms with He Qian.After a long time, the two of them gradually got used to it. They basically treated each other as if they didn't exist when they got together. There used to be a talkative Lin Yue'an who used to be a lubricant, but now he's stuck talking.

"It's okay, how about you?" Wen Yizhou racked his brains to recall the other party's work and life, trying to dig out a trace of conversation from his thin memory: "Are you still with your ex-girlfriend?"

Zhang Shi hurriedly came over, and looked back with mischievous eyebrows: "Shh! Don't hurt me! The one before broke up. My girlfriend just had a fight with me because of her ex-girlfriend before going out."

"Oh." Wen Yizhou said dryly.

"Where's Xiaoyuan?" Zhang Shi asked, "Don't talk to the brothers anymore."

"No, no, I just came back a few days ago, and I went abroad for several months because of work." Lin Yu'an finally interrupted, "I really couldn't attend the last party, I'm sorry."

Zhang Shi was not very satisfied: "Don't talk about last time, you didn't come last time."

"Too busy..." Lin Yu'an was not very good at lying, so he could only say, "Call me next time when you have time."

"Okay, okay," Zhang Shi said, "You are really serious, and you also took the initiative to contact us."

Lin Yu'an stammered in response, and Wen Yizhou was embarrassed for him when he heard it - just for him, and he himself was not embarrassed at all.

"Zhang Shi! Where is he?" A girl's call came from not far away.

Zhang Shi turned around and said to them, "Call me, let's talk later!"

Lin Yue'an quickly agreed: "Okay!"

As soon as Zhang Shi's back disappeared at the end of the aisle, Lin Yu'an was obviously relieved, and Wen Yizhou hugged his arms on his chest, feeling a little upset for no reason.He wanted to tease Lin Yue'an a few words, but the words rolled on his tongue a few times, but in the end he still didn't say it.

"Ah... I can't escape next time." Lin Yu'an pushed the cart dejectedly.

"What's the matter?" Wen Yizhou asked, "Don't you want to go to a party with them?"

Lin Yu'an let out a "hmm" listlessly: "When the few of them went out to play, I was a little... unable to handle it."

Although Wen Yizhou hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he had heard that Zhang Shi and a few other friends were very playful and wild, so he said as it should, "If you don't want to go, just say you don't want to go."

Lin Yue'an dragged his voice: "How can I do that?"

"Why not?" Wen Yizhou asked back.

"Because..." Lin Yu'an looked back at him, "It's not that, adults have necessary and meaningless social interactions."

Wen Yizhou sneered: "It's nonsense."

Lin Yue'an pursed his lips.

"You and his work circles don't overlap, and you don't have any intersections in life. Why are you spoiling him." Wen Yizhou said, "Didn't it happen before that he used you as an excuse to ask a girl out?"

"Ah?" Lin Yue'an looked at him in surprise: "How do you know? You actually remember?"

Wen Yizhou deliberately skipped this question, saying: "The freedom of adults is that they can do whatever they want."

Lin Yue'an had a very rich expression. After thinking about it, he sighed and said, "But it's really hard to turn it down! People have come to invite you specially, and it's not a matter of principle. There's no need to refuse with a straight face." He scratched his face habitually, "And if you find too many excuses, it will be a bit embarrassing. Forget it, I know you also..."

"Do you think I don't understand these?" Wen Yizhou asked.

Lin Yue'an blinked.

Wen Yizhou spread his hands: "Maybe I really don't understand, it's not that I don't know, but I don't understand."

"It's pretty good," Lin Yu'an said, "and I'm a little envious."

Wen Yizhou hummed softly, and the two continued to stroll around for a while—mainly because Lin Yue'an continued to walk forward aimlessly—he didn't take anything, and only stopped when Wen Yizhou stopped. With the steps, the eyes watched Wen Yizhou put the items into the basket, and then continued to move forward sluggishly, as if he had turned himself into a trolley navigator and a tool picker.

Wen Yizhou talked to him for several times without any response, so he had to raise his voice: "I asked what size you want?"

"Ah?" Lin Yu'an woke up with a start, "What? Me? This one."

Wen Yizhou was a little irritable: "Forget it, there is nothing else to buy, let's go."

Lin Yue'an didn't see any reaction, so he said "Okay" slowly.

"What are you doing?" Wen Yizhou couldn't hold back and kicked his calf lightly, "After Zhang Shi left, you were absent-minded."

"Ah? Is there..." Lin Yue'an calmed down, and smiled at him: "I just think... I'm just thinking..."

Wen Yizhou waited patiently for a while, but didn't see the second half of the sentence, and looked at him suspiciously.

One person and one dog stood at the checkout counter in a daze.

After a while, Lin Yu'an seemed to be slowly coming back to his senses, and had already forgotten what he was talking about. "Have you bought everything?" He looked down at the cart and said in surprise, "Ah! Are these slippers for me! But why are they pink..."

"Only pink." Wen Yizhou opened his eyes and said nonsense, looking back at the direction where Zhang Shi checked out and left, thoughtfully.