AMA Chapter11

There were indeed only a few people eating hotpot early in the morning, and they were the only two people in the entire shop.

 

Yu Chengsong randomly picked a place to sit.

 

The waiter handed the menu to Yin Gu, and Yin Gu handed it to him.

 

“I don’t have any dietary restrictions. You’re treating me, so just order whatever you want.” Yu Chengsong pushed it back again.

 

When he went out to eat with Zhou Zheyu and others, he didn’t order any dishes either, he just ate whatever was given to him.

 

“What a coincidence! I don’t have any food restrictions either.” Yin Gu flipped through the menu and said to the waiter, “I want the spicy soup and the dishes—”

 

“Hey, hey, hey.” Yu Chengsong stopped him. “I don’t have any dietary restrictions, except for spicy food.”

 

Yin Gu looked at him and started laughing silently for some reason, but his eyes were curved with laughter.

 

“What are you laughing at?” Yu Chengsong said with a sigh, not knowing what was so funny about him not being able to eat spicy food. He knocked on the table and said, “Order some dishes. They’re waiting.”

 

“En.” Yin Gu calms down and suppresses the smile in his eyes. “The soup base… Is Yuanyang and mushroom soup okay?”

 

“Sure.” Yu Chengsong said.

 

Yin Gu ordered a very reasonable combination of meat and vegetables. Apart from being able to eat spicy food, his taste was similar to his—he was not interested in various meatballs and focused on the meat and vegetables.

 

The dishes were served quickly, and they each took half of the pot and started to eat.

 

The hot steam rose up, as if there were a water curtain between the two of them.

 

The songs played in the shop were very soothing, the kind that were played most frequently on his phone.

 

We once sang in the fields, looking forward to the autumn scene in the winter, but never got to see the sunshine.

 

Yu Chengsong was willing to take the initiative to talk and chat during meals, especially hotpot. It’s a good meal suitable for a lively atmosphere, but he was not in a good mood today. He would have felt even worse if there wasn’t a living person sitting in front of him eating with him.

 

So he was waiting for Yin Gu to speak.

 

Two people are always better than one. If he hadn’t met Yin Gu, he would definitely call Zhou Zheyu to have a meal with him.

 

The last plate of meat rolls was served, and the two of them each used chopsticks to dip them into the pot.

 

Yu Chengsong glanced at Yin Gu.

 

Yin Gu is probably the type of person who doesn’t talk while eating. He is used to this kind of silence at the dinner table. It can be seen that he has been brought up well, or, in other words, has a strict family education.

 

When the drink came, Yin Gu took it and poured him a cup of hawthorn juice.

 

Yu Chengsong took a sip, and the coolness went down his throat all the way to his stomach. He was about to say, “This hawthorn juice must have been taken out of the freezer”, but when he looked up, he found Yin Gu drinking silently with his head down, without any “it’s so cold” expression on his face.

 

In order not to make himself look particularly stupid, he kept his mouth shut.

 

The two people went towards destruction in silence while having their last meal.

 

As soon as my heart beats, love begins to torture me every minute and every second.

 

The music in the store seemed to have sensed their desperate situation, and they played the song “Jian’ao”, which was very appropriate.

 

Finally, Yu Chengsong couldn’t stand it anymore. Although it couldn’t be seen, he was actually someone who liked to be lively.

 

He hates being alone the most. It’s better to hang out with friends anywhere than to lie down alone. He wears earphones, all year round just hoping for some noise in his ears so that it won’t be quiet.

 

If it weren’t for Yin Gu’s particularly pleasing face, he might have overturned the table and left during the silence at the dinner table already.

 

He knocked on the table with his glass, looked at Yin Gu, and said, “Speak.”

 

Yin Gu looked at him: “Hello.”

 

“Damn.” Yu Chengsong burst out laughing, not knowing why he suddenly wanted to laugh because of this sentence. “Hello to you too. Can you talk about something else? Are we having our last meal? It’s so sad.”

 

“I’m used to it, sorry.” Yin Gu also laughed.

 

Yu Chengsong couldn’t help but take a few more glances. The way Yin Gu laughed so easily was really… stunning.

 

People really have no resistance to beautiful things.

 

“Let’s add one more thing to what I just said,” Yu Chengsong said. “Thank you and sorry are so insincere, just kneel down.”

 

“En, that’s fine too.” Yin Gu drank a mouthful of hawthorn juice and looked at him with a smile in his eyes. “Are you going to kneel down for me here? Doesn’t it have a bad influence on you?”

 

Yu Chengsong raised his middle finger, fished out a few slices of beef from the pot, dipped them in the sauce, and when he brought them to his mouth, he suddenly said, “You went there on purpose yesterday. That’s a dead-end street, you don’t need to go through it to go anywhere.”

 

So Yin Gu deliberately went to places where gangsters were prevalent in order to meet some gangsters… and beat them up?

 

This is too great and glorious.

 

It was not a question. Yin Gu paused and asked with a smile, “What?”

 

“Don’t pretend with me.” Yu Chengsong glanced at him, ate the fat beef, swallowed it, and then said, “You have no secrets with me.”

 

They were both big, bad wolves on the same mountain. What is he telling him about the animal world for?

 

“Wow.” Yin Gu refilled his drink with an exaggerated look of surprise. “How terrifying.”

 

“Ai, did I ruin your plan?” Yu Chengsong looked at him and suddenly became interested.

 

Yu Chengsong couldn’t help but ponder about this Yin Gu and the secrets surrounding him.

 

He himself felt that he was just bored and had nothing to do.

 

Who let him encounter a rare species like Yin Gu so suddenly? It would be a waste of resources if he didn’t study him carefully.

 

Yin Gu lowered his head to drink the water, smiled, and said nothing.

 

Yu Chengsong understood, drank a sip of water in a good mood, and said, “I’ve always wanted to ask, what is your pheromone?”

 

He pointed at the table and said, “If you say it, this meal, I’ll treat you.”

 

He was not a particularly curious person because it was too easy for him to know about other’s pheromones. He can make the other party reveal their secret by just suppressing them casually.

 

Yin Gu was the first one that he couldn’t suppress.

 

It’s hard not to be curious.

 

“Not to such an extent.” Yin Gu shook his head, his lips curled up. Yu Chengsong scooped up a spoonful of crushed potatoes and didn’t ask any more questions.

 

He does indulge himself, but he was not willing to pester the other party if they don’t want to talk about it.

 

He makes sense.

 

Yu Chengsong was about to change the topic to warm up the atmosphere when the smell of hot pot suddenly disappeared. He stopped abruptly. It wasn’t that the smell of hot pot was gone, it was that his sense of smell was blocked and he couldn’t feel it.

 

The surroundings were replaced by a calm and peaceful pheromone, familiar yet strange… However, before he could carefully confirm it, the feeling changed again. It was a drastic change… It was oppressive, violent, and bloody, making people unconsciously breathe harder, and their eyes turned bloodshot…

 

It was released and retrieved immediately.

 

Yin Gu scooped a spoonful of a whole potato and put them in his bowl as if nothing had happened.

 

“…F*ck.” Yu Chengsong looked at the potato in the bowl and suddenly laughed. “Why didn’t I think of it… No wonder it was hidden so deeply.”

 

“Did I hide? That’s not me.” Yin Gu looked at him and said.

 

“…In a sense, you are right.” Yu Chengsong said.

 

Yu Chengsong’s mood strangely improved. Perhaps it was because he knew Yin Gu’s not-so-secret secret and solved the problem that had troubled him for two days. Or maybe it was just because he had a meal of meat without spending any money.

 

Anyway, he was in a very good mood now, and he raised his hand excitedly and asked the waiter to bring a few bottles of beverage and fill them up.

 

Since Yin Gu didn’t ask for it, he didn’t give it to him either.

 

This time, the two were silent again, but Yu Chengsong no longer felt as uncomfortable as if his whole body was pricked by thorns as before. Instead, he drank his alcohol in small sips with great enjoyment.

 

The seat they chose was right next to the window.

 

Looking at the people passing by outside the window, surrounded by the warm steaming air from the hot pot, and sitting opposite someone who didn’t require him to talk without feeling awkward, he felt comfortable for the first time in a long time.

 

When paying, Yu Chengsong pushed Yin Gu’s phone away.

 

“En?” Yin Gu looked at him.

 

“Yesterday’s two multilayer cakes.” Yu Chengsong scanned the code, “I’ve said that I’ll treat you to a good meal.”

 

“Is this good?” Yin Gu put his phone under his phone to block the payment code.

 

“What?” Yu Chengsong looked at him.

 

“This meal is not good,” Yin Gu said, scanning the code to pay. “Treat me to something better next time.”

 

“I’m fine with anything, but you’d better remind me, I tend to forget.” Yu Chengsong said.

 

He doesn’t have the habit of competing to pay with others. At most, he will return the meal.

 

Moreover, the atmosphere of having dinner with Yin Gu was quite comfortable.

 

When they went out, they saw the sun in the sky. Yu Chengsong suddenly realized that they had been eating for more than two hours, and it was almost noon.

 

They didn’t chat much either, but time passed so quickly.

 

Yin Gu said that he wanted to appreciate the simple folk customs of Xiyuan City, then turned around to the left at the end of the street.

 

Yu Chengsong looked at the corner for a long time before he realized that, after turning around, there was a willow forest, and among a bunch of clothing stores that were about to go bankrupt, there was a tattoo shop with craftsmanship comparable to that of Peppa Pig. But none of this mattered. What mattered was that further in was a maternity and children’s hospital…

 

He should have reminded Yin Gu that there were no simple folk customs on that road, only prosperous descendants.

 

Yu Chengsong went back to the market and bought some vegetables before taking his bike to Zhou Zheyu’s house. He stayed there until after dinner before taking Yu Chengdi home.

 

His mother really looked like she was upset. She snorted when she saw him and said, “You still know how to come back? There’s no news of you dying outside.”

 

“I’ve told you so many times that even if I die, I will also have to find a scapegoat.” Yu Chengsong yawned lazily, changed his shoes, went to the kitchen to get a glass of water, returned to his room, and lay down on the bed.

 

He feels so sleepy for no apparent reason.

 

His nose twitched, and because he didn’t want to come back home to change clothes, he deliberately ignored the smell of hotpot that penetrated his nose through his clothes for the whole day. He couldn’t bear it for a second anymore, so he quickly sat up and took it off.

 

He brought his pajamas and went to take a shower, squeezed a lot of shower gel, and showered for more than half an hour before coming out.

 

When he lay down on the bed again, Yu Chengsong smelled himself carefully, making sure that only the scent of shower gel was on his body before he picked up his phone with confidence.

 

Today’s hotpot was delicious and worth posting on WeChat Moments.

 

He clicked on it, and just as he was about to post it, his finger paused.

 

Yin Gu’s latest moment is at the top, and the face on the avatar has a very strong presence.

 

-Yuanyang, check in.

 

The accompanying picture shows the shabu-shabu hotpot that they have not yet started eating, and there is also a left hand making a “V” sign.

 

It should have been taken when he went to mix the sauce.

 

Yu Chengsong stared at the photo for a long time and couldn’t help but stretch out his hand towards the light. Under the light, the edges of his fingers were painted a faint red, his skin was white, his fingers were slender, his joints were slightly protruding, and his nails were round and neatly trimmed…

 

Okay, he unilaterally thinks that his hands are as beautiful as those in the photo.

 

Yu Chengsong didn’t post on WeChat Moments in the end but instead made a comment under Yin Gu’s post.

 

-Wait for something tastier.

 

After sending the message, he threw his phone on the bed, sat at the desk, and started reviewing.

 

Before going to bed, Yu Chengsong opened WeChat and saw a 1 on it.

 

-Wait for something tastier.

 

-Waiting.

 

Yu Chengsong was happy. A shop immediately popped into his mind. He thought about it and decided to ask Yin Gu on Monday, just in case he didn’t like the food and bought it in vain.

 

As for why he didn’t ask on WeChat, he didn’t like sending WeChat messages, especially when he was about to go to bed.

 

Except for someone like Zhou Zheyu, whom he can just disappear in the middle of a conversation. When talking to others, it’s always you say one-word and I say one-word type of conversation. Although he can choose not to reply, but he will feel uncomfortable if he doesn’t open the pile of unread messages.

 

He’s hardly able to talk without getting angry.

 

Although Yin Gu didn’t look like the type of person who could make him angry, he still didn’t want to get angry.