dissatisfied [e-sports]

Han Mo didn't eat much, and basically put down his chopsticks consciously when Yan's mother put them down.

Only Yan Yibing buried his head in his food seriously, with his lips closed, chewing the pork ribs loudly, with a swelling on the left side of his face.

Knowing what happened to Han Mo, Yan's mother was very distressed, so she pushed the plate of sweet and sour ribs in front of Han Mo: "Xiaohan, eat more, don't be restrained."

Han Mo obediently picked up the chopsticks again, picked up the smallest piece and put it in his bowl: "Thank you, Auntie."

Seeing him burying his head in eating, Yan's mother smiled, but felt a little sad in her heart.

After all, Han Mo is different from before.

She used to be young, impulsive, and sharp-edged, but now she is forbearing, steady, gentle and polite.

Time is gentle and cruel, it can slowly fade the pain, and it can also grind away the edges and corners little by little.

He is only 19 years old.

When Yan Yibing was 19 years old, he still liked to hug her arm and act like a baby.

But Han Mo already knew not to reject other people's kindness, but he didn't take any more reasons.

After Han Mo finished eating, he put down his chopsticks again.

Seeing that Yan Yibing liked this dish, he pushed the ribs in front of Yan Yibing.

Yan Yibing stopped chewing, and Xinghe's eyes lifted slightly.

He still has half a bowl of rice in his bowl, but there are still three ribs left.

Under normal circumstances, these three ribs were just enough for him to finish his meal, but... Yan Yibing frowned.

When he came to his house, why did Han Mo always feel wronged, as if he was bullied by him.

Ribs, it doesn't matter if you have them or not, and he doesn't protect the food.

Yan Yibing felt awkward, so he directly picked up a big one with his chopsticks and put it in Han Mo's bowl.

"You can eat as soon as my mother tells you to eat, just a small piece for every meal, just like a little girl."

Han Mo's eyes suddenly lit up, and the dark pupils shrank for a moment, and then slowly opened, like flowers blooming hastily under the light and nourishment.

Han Mo stared at Yan Yibing for a few seconds, lowered his head, and silently ate the biggest rib.

He ate very slowly, as if he wanted to savor every taste carefully, not wanting to waste a single bit.

In fact, he is not particularly greedy for food. In his eyes, there is no difference between a man-han banquet and clear soup and side dishes, as long as he can eat enough.

His limited time has been filled to the brim with work, and he has no energy to satisfy his other desires.

But this time, he found the sweet and sour pork ribs surprisingly delicious.

Delicate, soft and glutinous, mellow, every trace of taste is so perfect, especially the place where Yan Yibing's chopsticks have caught.

He's really, really, crazy for what he's longing for.

After eating, Yan Yibing put down his arms and rubbed his stomach, then lazily leaned back on the chair, like a cat basking in the sun in the afternoon.

He ate a lot, but he wasn't fat. On the contrary, because of his balanced nutrition, his complexion was rosy and his complexion was excellent.

Han Mo got up to help clean up the dishes, but was stopped by Yan's mother.

"You guys are going to go on a cruise together next week. Yan Yibing hasn't packed his luggage yet, so you accompany him to the supermarket and tell him what to buy, otherwise he won't know."

Yan Yibing opened his eyes and blinked: "Why worry, isn't there three more days?"

Yan's mother snorted, and babbled, "Han Mo finished shopping this morning, packed up his things, and left with his bags when the time comes. If you pack up an hour before you leave, it must be messed up. How many times have you done it?" Missed the plane?"

Yan Yibing blew the ends of his hair resentfully, raised his eyes, stared at the tips of the hair, and his eyelids were deeply folded.

"Then there's no need for Han Mo to accompany me. The two of us go shopping in the supermarket for no reason."

Han Mo stacked the bowls and empty plates together, and wrote lightly: "That's true, although no one will help you carry things, but it's still the most comfortable to go shopping by yourself."

Yan Yibing stood up, shook his arms, and said with a relaxed expression: "Goodbye, Mom, Han Mo and I will go shopping soon."

Han Mo wasn't surprised at all, put the plate away, and said politely, "Auntie, thank you for the hospitality, it's really delicious."

Yan's mother was so angry that she glared at Yan Yibing and reprimanded, "Why don't you just let yourself carry things for you!"

Yan Yibing stuck out his tongue, and pushed away the chair without any psychological burden, and went to the door to put on his shoes.

Although going to the supermarket with Han Mo is super weird, but free labor is not for nothing. Parking near the supermarket is difficult, and they usually buy it and bring it back.

In fact, it's not too far away, but it's still very heavy with a lot of things.

After going out, Yan Yibing sniffed, pulled the zipper to the top, covered his chin, and murmured, "What do you need for the cruise?"

Such a thing never occurred to him.

With his hands in his pockets, Han Mo stood one meter away from Yan Yibing. He said calmly, "According to the itinerary, we will spend two days at the beach. We always have to play beach activities. It is more convenient to bring things by ourselves, such as diving equipment. Surfboards, sun protection clothing. Waterproof mobile phone cases, Japanese traffic cards, umbrellas, beach shoes, etc. I like to bring them or not. I also have a day in Hakone for hot springs, and a day for shopping at Gotemba Outlets. When shopping, you always need to bring a large suitcase , If you don’t shop, you can climb Mount Fuji, then you need to bring climbing equipment and thick clothes, it’s up to you.”

Yan Yibing glanced at him strangely: "You checked so clearly?"

Han Mo said casually, "Because I know you don't know how to check."

Yan Yibing: "?"

Han Mo tightened his lips, and his eyes flickered.

There was a subtle embarrassment in the atmosphere, and neither of them spoke again.

Yan Yibing was very confused.

Han Mo's words didn't seem like nonsense, after all, it was so natural, without any hesitation.

But wouldn't it be weird to check this out since he can't look it up?

Han Mo suddenly became a little...

Yan Yibing couldn't find an adjective for a moment, and it wasn't until ten seconds later that a word popped into his head.

gentle.

The gentleness that is completely against harmony, as if the previous things have completely passed, and he no longer hates him.

Han Mo didn't speak, but silently clenched his hands in his pockets.

The two boys walked very fast, and even faster when no one talked and distracted.

There were a lot of people in the supermarket, so Han Mo took out a coin and unlocked a trolley.

Yan Yibing was surprised: "You still carry coins with you?"

Now that everyone is used to mobile payment, they basically don't have a dime in their wallets.

Han Mo said lightly: "Coincidentally."

Actually not.

He was already ready.

Yan's mother asked him to go shopping with Yan Yibing, and it was definitely not a whim.

When he 'ran into' Yanmu at the gate of the community in the morning, he happened to mention that he had prepared a lot of things for the trip, but luckily the supermarket had a good stock.

Yan's mother complained, "Yan Yibing hasn't prepared anything yet."

So Han Mo said casually, "He probably doesn't know what to buy."

Yan's mother nodded: "He definitely doesn't know, maybe he went with his mobile phone, why don't you tell him?"

Han Mo: "I can't remember everything either. If you can go to the supermarket, you can buy everything after a stroll."

Yan Yibing followed Han Mo, keeping a certain distance, watching while walking.

Beverages in the supermarket are on sale, with heavy discounts.

Although professional players are not short of money, everyone wants to buy things with high cost performance.

Yan Yibing picked up a box of Coke: "Buy a box, it's very cheap, only thirty."

Han Mo took it, shook his head, and sent the Coke back: "There are them on the cruise ship, and you are not allowed to bring your own drinks."

Yan Yibing resentfully said, "Okay."

It's a shame it's so cheap.

Han Mo paused, and glanced at him from the corner of his eye.

Yan Yibing lowered his eyes, patted the ashes on his hands, his eyelids drooped, obviously disappointed.

Han Mo closed his eyes, carried the Coke back and put it in the car.

Yan Yibing raised his eyebrows.

Han Mo said indifferently: "It's the same for drinking at home, after all, it's cheap."

Yan Yibing's lips curled up, Xinghe's eyes curled up, and he became a little more interested: "Yes, I've never bought such a cheap one. What's the difference between thirty cans for 30 yuan and free gifts?"

Han Mo: "Yes."

Less than two shelves away, there is another activity of buying three potato chips and getting two free.

It happened to be Yan Yibing's favorite brand, so he picked up three cucumber-flavored ones and two bags of lemon-flavored ones between his fingers, and threw them in the car together.

"What a good place is a supermarket, everything is so cheap!"

Han Mo silently looked at the five large bags of potato chips, he knew that Yan Yibing would only eat two or three bites when he bought them back, and then put them there.

Yan Yibing never gave up on the problem of picky eaters.

But Han Mo just said calmly: "It's so cheap."

It is rare for Yan Yibing to experience pleasure from shopping. He used to think that this kind of pleasure only belonged to girls.

"You didn't notice this morning?"

Han Mo's expression remained unchanged: "No."

Yan Yibing sincerely suggested: "Why don't you buy five bags too, the shelf life is one year, you can eat slowly."

Pushing the cart, Han Mo stopped, turned to him and asked, "Why don't you give me two bags."

At this moment, with Yan Yibing's interest rising, they were already walking side by side, less than a foot apart.

Yan Yibing raised his eyes, the tip of his eyelashes supported the bright lights in the supermarket, his pupils were clear and moist.

"Alright, you can take two bags."

Then, they bought ten bottles of yogurt with free glass bowls and Haagen-Dazs with the lowest price in history.

A shopping cart is already full, and almost everything is not allowed on the cruise ship.

But Han Mo didn't mention the cruise ship again, Yan Yibing took whatever he was interested in, and didn't care if he needed it or not.

After finally visiting the food area, they pushed the cart upstairs.

The second floor is the daily necessities area, selling all kinds of sundries, pots and pans, washing utensils, and cheap clothes.

On the elevator, a mother was leading her children, looking back at them frequently, with a shocked expression on her face, and she didn't hide it at all.

The little girl raised her neck and asked childishly and innocently: "Mom, the two brothers are shopping in the supermarket."

Mom turned her face back: "Don't look around."

Yan Yibing frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Although the two men rarely go to the supermarket, it is not impossible. As for seeing a UFO, does it look like it?

Han Mo didn't show any expression, but the mother was still secretly looking at them all the way to the living goods area on the second floor.

Yan Yibing's expression became a little impatient, and just as he was about to step forward, Han Mo held down his hand.

Han Mo said calmly: "Women and children, women and women, women and men are nothing. As long as there are women in the daily necessities area, everyone thinks it is normal, as if these tasks should be done by them. Sadly, most Some women think so too, so many men never feel indebted to them."

Yan Yibing was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed: "Your way of thinking is very strange, don't you think she thinks we are gay?"

Han Mo glanced at him, and said softly, "We didn't hold hands, we didn't hug, we didn't even have couple models, why would we be considered gay?"

Yan Yibing was thoughtful: "It's true."

In the living area, Yan Yibing bought a pack of wet wipes, a small bottle of shampoo he was used to, and a quick-drying beach towel.

Passing by the clothing section, he noticed that even sportswear was on sale.

The cheapest black sportswear is only 99 yuan.

"The quality of Hanshi's sportswear is not very good. I asked our team to promote it before, but was pushed by Sun Tianjiao. However, they made the market sink and entered the third- and fourth-tier cities. They sold very well and made a lot of money. .”

Yan Yibing saw the brand he was impressed with and said something casually.

No wonder this thing sells for 99. In fact, the workmanship and material are only at the level of 50 yuan, and the original price of the clothes is marked at an outrageous 799.

Ordinary consumers will feel that the discount is too scary and take advantage of it, and then push the sales of Hanshi very high.

Zero rarely accepts the promotion of low-end brands, so Sun Tianjiao complained to them and didn't mention it again.

Yan Yibing took a few steps forward and found that Han Mo hadn't followed.

He felt strange, turned around, and saw that Han Mo was still standing by the row of racks with sportswear, his eyes were calm, and he didn't say a word.

He didn't even reply to what he just said.

Yan Yibing frowned and walked back.

"You like this brand?"

Han Mo's eyes froze, his knuckles turned white, and after a while, his voice became hoarse: "I don't like it."

A few seconds later, he added: "I don't like it very much."

The author has something to say: Han Mo: My wife and I went to the supermarket :)