"Liangzi!" Lin Yi quickly called out, stopping Wei Liang.
He hurried over to Wei Liang, grabbed a carton of milk, and swapped out Wei Liang's tomato. "Yours doesn't have a straw. Take this one instead."
Wei Liang froze, then looked at the milk on his tray in confusion. "Huh... I wouldn't even have remembered getting milk if you hadn't said anything. Honestly, though, I've actually gotten into the habit of grabbing milk without thinking. Ahaha..."
He gave an embarrassed laugh and picked up his tray.
But his words gave Lin Yi a fright instead-the Blue Apron Chef had shoved the tomato into Wei Liang's hand, but Wei Liang had still put it on the tray himself.
Yet Wei Liang had absolutely no memory of it, and even took it for granted that he had simply forgotten.
That was what had happened to Wei Liang's tomato, so... what about his own milk just now?
At that thought, he couldn't help glancing down at the milk on his tray again.
But when he looked...
"Holy... shit?!"
Lin Yi's pupils abruptly contracted. There was no milk on his tray at all, only a large, vividly red tomato.
The tomato's skin swelled and contracted slightly, like a heart beating with a steady thump-thump.
"When did this happen?!"
In that brief instant, a powerful sense of disorientation overtook him. He couldn't tell whether he had "recognized" it wrong at first glance, or... whether his milk had been replaced with this tomato at some unknown point!
"Fuck..."
Rather than try to recall and investigate what was going on with the tomato, he improvised, picking it up with seeming "casualness" and naturally placing it back among the milk cartons.
At the same time, he shook his head and muttered, "Ah... almost forgot I haven't been drinking milk