Furious Enough to Die

There was a large supermarket just five minutes from Yu An's home.

Seven in the evening was peak shopping time, and even the self-checkout lanes had long lines. Yu An eagerly pushed the cart inside and was quickly drawn in by the dazzling array of goods.

He had rarely gone out before. He mostly shopped online and ordered takeout, and he could count the number of times he had visited a supermarket on one hand.

He stood before the shelves for a long while, then picked up a can of fish. "He Li'an, this ingredient list looks longer than Song Yuechi's life. Should we try it?"

He Li'an pushed the cart beside him. "Longer than Song Yuechi's life?"

Yu An explained, "It's just an exaggerated metaphor."

He had spent too much time around Song Yuechi, so he had unconsciously picked up some of Song Yuechi's way of speaking.

Whenever Song Yuechi saw someone tall, he would say their legs were longer than his life. When memorizing key points, he would say they were longer than his life too...

He Li'an gave an "Oh," showing that he understood, then took the can and put it into the cart.

Yu An's formerly extremely monotonous way of life made everything seem new to him. He Li'an thought it was a good thing that he was willing to try new things.

After that, He Li'an put everything Yu An had touched or looked at into the cart.

As a result, the cart was already full before they even reached the fresh produce section.

After thinking for two seconds, Yu An started taking things back out of the cart.

He Li'an stopped him. "What's wrong?"

Yu An looked up, his eyes clear. "We only came to buy groceries in the first place."

The little robot had appeared again.

Even while shopping, he remained clear-headed and rational.

He Li'an put the items Yu An had taken out back into the cart. "Buying these won't stop us from buying groceries."

Yu An felt that these things were outside their objective.

But he was a pursuer now, so he could only go along with He Li'an.

"Okay."

Yu An drew out the last syllable a little. He Li'an caught a hint of indulgence in it, as though Yu An thought he was being unreasonable. He did not know whether to laugh or cry. "Yu An, you..."

"Hm?" Yu An looked up, innocence written all over his face.

He Li'an fell silent for two seconds. "Nothing."

Forget it. He could just be willful and unreasonable.

When picking vegetables, Yu An became much more rational. He selected the dishes they needed with a clear purpose, then headed for the checkout.

Both the staffed and self-checkout lanes had long queues. Yu An estimated the speed and chose a staffed register.

After waiting more than ten minutes, it was finally their turn. Yu An took the items out of the cart and heard the cashier ask, "Would you like an eco bag?"

It was a young man's voice, pleasant and flowing like water. Yu An could not help looking up.

After just that one glance, he found it difficult to look away.

The cashier not only had a pleasant voice, but was also very handsome. His temperament was cool and aloof, like a lush, upright young poplar tree. He was pleasing to the eye, making people want to keep looking.

"Sir?"

"Yu An."

The two voices rang out at the same time. Yu An came back to himself and moved his gaze away in confusion.

His mind felt blank, and his eyes could not find a focal point. Only when someone gripped his shoulder did he follow the hand on it and see He Li'an's worried, furrowed face.

"Go wait for me over there." He Li'an lightly lifted his chin in a certain direction.

Looking at his face, Yu An finally regained his senses. "Mm."

That had been strange.

He had only stared at the cashier's face for a while, yet his brain had seemed to die, becoming sluggish and numb.

As he turned to leave, Yu An's eyes swept over the cashier's name tag: Jiang Chenyun.

His name sounded nice too.

The face he had just seen surfaced in his mind again, and his brain slowed once more, repeating just two words: handsome, handsome, handsome...

How could he be that handsome?

He Li'an was the most handsome.

Yet Yu An's brain seemed to have developed thoughts of its own, repeatedly sending him one message: Jiang Chenyun was handsome.

Yu An became a little angry.

"Yu An." He Li'an came out after paying.

Yu An raised his head to look at his face. "Don't move."

Though He Li'an did not know what he wanted to do, he obediently stood still.

After staring at He Li'an for a long while, Yu An smiled. "As expected, you're still the most handsome."

He was not quiet, and people all around them looked over at his words.

A little uncomfortable, He Li'an touched his ear and ruffled Yu An's hair. "Let's go."

Before leaving, Yu An looked back once more at the cashier called Jiang Chenyun.

He really was handsome.

When He Li'an noticed that the person beside him had not followed, he turned around and discovered Yu An staring at that cashier again.

He grew a little irritated. "Yu An!"

"Mm..." Yu An turned back, his gaze once again dazed in that infatuated way.

With a cold face, He Li'an went back and pulled him over.

Only after the checkout counters were no longer in sight did He Li'an hear Yu An ask, "He Li'an, do you think that guy just now was handsome?"

Without turning his head, He Li'an said with open hostility, "Not handsome."

Yu An fell silent.

Was he the only one who thought that guy was very handsome?

Everything had a reason. He would look it up when he got home tonight.

On the way back, Yu An kept pondering the matter. Only after they entered the house did the cold, oppressive feeling finally make him notice He Li'an's frosty expression.

He Li'an did not look at him at all. He set the things they had bought on the counter and began sorting them.

Yu An had never seen such a cold expression on He Li'an's face before, and for a moment, he was at a loss.

He called out tentatively, "He Li'an?"

"Mm."

The response he received was utterly emotionless.

Yu An tilted his head and looked at He Li'an. "Give me the fish."

He Li'an turned and picked up the packaged fish in front of Yu An, handing it to him.

He clearly looked furious enough to die, yet he was still so good-temperedly fulfilling such an unreasonable request.

I like him.

Yu An took the fish. "Is steamed okay?"

Steamed fish was one of his specialties.

The seasonings for this dish were simple and it was nutritious. He made it often, so he was very good at it.

"Okay." He Li'an turned back and continued putting things away.

Yu An stood quietly beside him for half a minute. Once he confirmed that He Li'an really did not want to talk to him right now, he turned and went to cook.

A pot of rice, a steamed fish, a stir-fried vegetable dish, and a soup.

For two people, two dishes and a soup. Perfect.

While cooking, Yu An stole several glances at He Li'an.

The apartment was very small, making its owner's storage habits obvious at a glance. He Li'an neatly arranged the groceries according to Yu An's habits.

Yu An noticed that too, and liked He Li'an even more.

There were still many dried persimmons Zhu Wen had made left over. While waiting for the soup to cook, Yu An washed his hands, took one out, and walked toward He Li'an.