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Xiangshan is a city that never sleeps. For people who are used to the undisciplined pace of life here, after ten o'clock in the evening is the best time to have fun and eat together.

There are many customers who come to this Chaoshan restaurant for supper. When Yan Jiwen and Han Yi arrived at the restaurant, they had to wait for a long time before they were seated.

Holding the menu card, Han Yi carefully studied every dish on it, and asked Yan Jiwen for his opinion by the way: "There are many kinds of pickles here, do you have any good recommendations?"

Yan Jiwen spread his hands, expressing that he was not clear, he seldom eats Chaoshan cuisine, and it was the first time he came to this restaurant today.

"Then what do you want to eat?" Han Yi handed him the menu.

Yan Jiwen only glanced roughly, then pushed the menu back: "Whatever, I don't choose, I will eat whatever you order."

Han Yichao waved to the passing waiter. He didn't have difficulty choosing. Since he wanted to try everything, he could just order them all: "Please order a raw pickled blood clam and raw pickled shrimp, and another raw pickled clam." Pickled orchid crab, and oysters..."

Although there are many customers in the store, the delivery speed is also fast. It takes less than 10 minutes to wait for the order to be placed, and everything is basically ready.

It is Han Yi's custom to take out his mobile phone to take a picture before starting the car.

After taking pictures of a table of food, he stood up again and took a 360-degree panoramic close-up of the store.

While Han Yi was taking pictures, Yan Jiwen noticed that two girls were also holding their mobile phones, with the camera facing them.

He felt that they were probably filming Han Yi.

This guy's skin is really good, even if you look closely, you can't see any pores on his face. I don't know if it's because gay pays special attention to maintenance, or because he is born with a good foundation.

Han Yi does not have particularly high requirements for his appearance, as long as he is clean and tidy.

Except for some important occasions where he must dress up formally, he basically dresses casually on weekdays, and he doesn't deliberately style those various hairstyles. Around the ears - they seem extra soft and smooth.

Yan Jiwen is not as good at judging gays as his cousin Song Xin is, but his aesthetics are online after all.

Leaving aside the point of sexual orientation for now, and making an evaluation from an objective point of view, there is indeed nothing wrong with Han Yi's face.

Yan Jiwen couldn't think of too many gorgeous words to describe it. Anyway, in the most intuitive way, Han Yi is the kind of existence that can be found at a glance even if he is lost in the vast crowd.

Apart from the undeniable failure of singing, it seems that Yan Jiwen hasn't found any other shortcomings from this person so far.

His thoughts wandered off, and he didn't realize that Han Yi had already finished taking photos, sat down and started to officially start.

Until Han Yi raised his head and asked, "Why don't you eat?"

Yan Jiwen quickly scooped a spoonful of white porridge into his mouth, and asked tactically, "Which one do you think is tastier?"

"Everything is good." Han Yi gave unanimous praise to the items on the table, and then offered him a piece of raw marinated orchid crab with full crab roe. "This is my favorite, you should try it too."

Yan Jiwen doesn't like other people serving food for him, but Han Yi obviously has some deviations in his understanding of Chinese culture, so he didn't realize it.

Yan Jiwen stared at the piece of orchid crab in his bowl, pondered for a while, and finally picked it up resignedly, and silently took a bite.

The taste of the orchid crab is really good. The rich crab roe melts in your mouth, and the translucent crab meat is ice-cold, with a little soft Q-bomb, like the wonderful taste of sucking jelly, and you can't stop it.

Han Yi added: "This blood clam is very sweet and tender, and this oyster has a lot of juice..."

Seeing that Han Yi wanted to pick up food for himself again, Yan Jiwen hurriedly put his chopsticks into the plate before him: "...OK, you're welcome, I'll do it myself."

It took more than an hour to have a casual supper, and when Yan Jiwen returned to school, the lights in the dormitory had already been turned off.

After a quick wash, he went to bed and rested, and played with his mobile phone for a while before going to bed.

The Weibo about Han Yi posted by the marketing account before was pushed to Yan Jiwen's homepage by big data.

He casually clicked on the comment and glanced at it, and accidentally found Han Yi's Facebook ID in a screenshot of a netizen.

Han Yi's Facebook has not been updated for several years, and there is nothing to read on it, but soon he found Han Yi's Instagram by following the clues.

He felt a bit like a voyeur, but he couldn't suppress the curiosity in his heart.

Han Yi usually only posts photos or videos related to the horse farm on Instagram, but since he came to China, the style of the homepage has changed drastically, from the daily routine of raising horses to the daily routine of gourmet food, with all kinds of milk tea every day. Skewers, hot pot, crayfish...

Among the many food photos, milk tea has the highest appearance rate, and every time a photo is taken, it starts with three cups.

Yan Jiwen couldn't help frowning.

Isn't this person worried about getting fat after drinking so much milk tea every day?

Han Yi's birth year registered on Facebook is 90 years, and now he is already over [-] years old.

Once a person passes the threshold of 30 years old, the body's metabolic function will gradually slow down, and more attention should be paid to body management.

Changes are often unprepared, especially for men, who change from a refreshing boy to a fat and greasy man in a matter of minutes. Such examples abound.

Suddenly a notification came from the mobile phone, and Han Yi sent a new message on the social app.

[Love Trading]: Are you asleep?

[Love Trading]: I just came back from outside.

Han Yi casually sent him a few photos, which were taken while singing K and eating supper tonight, and there are also two cups of milk tea photos.

The milk tea was bought on the way back after he and Yan Jiwen parted ways.

Yan Jiwen zoomed in on the picture of the milk tea, and the labels on the cups were printed with whole sugar + cheese, good guy.

Yan Jiwen couldn't help but say: Why do you drink this kind of thing every day?

[Love Trading]: How do you know that I drink every day?I don't think I mentioned it to you.

[Ayan]: No, I just want to tell you that milk tea is quite high in sugar and calories...

[Love Trading]: My brother said the same thing, but I can't help but want to buy it every time.

[Love Trading]: After all, life is already so hard, you have to find some sweetness for yourself.

Yan Jiwen suddenly remembered Han Yi's lost right leg. He wanted to say something, but finally gave up.

It was almost twelve o'clock, and the two of them had their own classes tomorrow. Han Yi said good night to him after posting the photos, and then logged off.

Yan Jiwen looked at the darkened profile picture, and after staying on the chat interface for a few seconds, he also replied: Good night.

At night, a sudden severe abdominal pain woke Yan Jiwen from his sleep.

He didn't pay much attention at first, until he went back and forth to the toilet four times...

When he got off the bed for the fifth time, Yan Jiwen couldn't move anymore, so he had to forcefully wake Gao Hang up.

Gao Hang, who was snoring while sleeping, suddenly felt someone patting his shoulders non-stop. He opened his eyes drowsily, and in the darkness, he saw a vague figure lying beside his bed.

Gao Hang exclaimed loudly: "There is a ghost in the dormitory!"

"Damn you..." Yan Jiwen's voice was extremely weak.

In a panic, Gao Hang took out his mobile phone from the pillow, turned on the flashlight to take a picture, and then he saw the scene in front of him clearly——Yan Jiwen squatted on the ground clutching his stomach in pain, his face was pale, and he looked like he was dying.

"Fuck, Aji, what's the matter with you? What's wrong?"

Asking is 1 regrets.

Yan Jiwen felt very bad, he couldn't even use the strength to speak at the moment.

This Han Yi is really harmful. After eating Chaoshan raw pickles from his grandma with a hammer, he is running so thin that he is almost gone.

Yan Jiwen's forehead was sweating, and he struggled to squeeze out a few words: "Call, call an ambulance..."

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