Li Yu'an's new home is located in a business district, a typical urban area with many people during the day and few people at night.

Yan Cen searched for large supermarkets nearby. It took about ten minutes to drive there. The two parked the car in the indoor parking lot and entered directly from the underground passage.

It was Saturday evening, and there were quite a few people coming to buy things. The snack bars on both sides of the supermarket entrance alone were full of people.

Li Yu'an looked around and said, "I'll go scan a cart first, so it will be convenient to load things later. You wait here for me?"

Yan Cen nodded, "Okay."

Originally, Li Yu'an didn't want to bother Yan Cen to come to the supermarket, but he was really a novice in cooking. He had agreed to treat everyone, so he couldn't buy ingredients according to his own taste, so they came together.

Li Yu'an took the shopping cart, and when he returned, he saw Yan Cen fiddling with his phone. He looked serious as if he was dealing with something urgent, and for a moment he didn't notice his return.

Li Yu'an was uncertain, "Yan Cen, do you have something urgent to deal with?"

Yan Cen was slow to notice his return, poked the screen lightly with his fingertips, and smiled, "Nothing urgent, it's done."

As he said that, he put the phone back into his pocket and naturally took over the cart from Li Yu'an, "Come in, let's try to finish it within half an hour? This way we can have dinner earlier."

Li Yu'an had no objection, "Yeah."

Not far from the entrance of the supermarket is the fresh vegetables and fresh produce area. Yan Cen looked around, "What do you like to eat?"

Li Yu'an searched the area with his eyes. After a round, he didn't know where to start. "Should I treat you to hot pot? Or you can choose, and I'll pay."

Yan Cen thought of his self-proclaimed title of "Cooking Novice" and chuckled, "I can choose, but what are your food taboos? Tell me first."

Li Yu'an was still staring at the shelves aimlessly. After hearing the question, he blurted out, "I don't eat coriander, onions, ginger, or animal entrails. Oh, I don't eat duck blood or anything like that. I don't like mutton because it's too smelly."

A series of "picky eating" was said like a tongue twister, a habit that he had developed since he was spoiled.

Yan Cen laughed, "Mr. Li, no wonder you're so thin. You're really hard to keep."

The last three words were obviously a bit teasing.

"..."

Li Yu'an had long realized that he had spoken too quickly, and he tried to cover it up with a hot face, "Then you choose, I'll just eat whatever I want, actually..."

It's not difficult to feed him.

He grumbled the last few words in his throat and didn't dare to say them out loud.

Yan Cen had memorized his eating habits, and with the knowledge they had gained from getting along during this period of time, "Then let's buy more beef and chicken slices, and some seafood and vegetables, okay?"

Li Yu'an nodded.

Yan Cen pushed the cart while choosing ingredients for two people. Occasionally, when he encountered food he was unsure about, he would ask Li Yu'an how much he liked it.

Li Yu'an knew that he had no shopping experience, so he followed him honestly throughout the whole process, and was only responsible for nodding or shaking his head.

Yan Cen looked at the dazzling array of drinks and asked him, "What do you want to drink?"

Li Yu'an remembered that he was "drunk" last night, and his eyes did not even look at the alcoholic beverage area, "How about some juice? Don't you have to drive tonight?"

"Okay."

Yan Cen followed his arrangement and gave him the right to choose, "What flavor do you want? Orange juice, mango, apple or grape? By the way, are you allergic to mango?"

"Just orange juice?" Li Yu'an pointed to the top shelf on Yan Cen's side, "That one, I remember it's delicious, buy a big bottle."

"Okay."

Yan Cen picked it up casually.

The next second, the loving voices of a couple came from behind them -

"Brother, I want that orange juice, the big bottle!"

"Okay, I'll get it for you."

The overly similar conversations reached the ears of the two, causing a sudden unexpected silence.

"…"

"…"

Li Yu'an met Yan Cen's gaze and suddenly took the orange juice he handed over, "Well, let's go! Don't block them."

After saying that, he walked away with the wind under his feet.

Yan Cen gently pushed his glasses, glanced at the young couple beside him and nodded slightly, "Sorry, you choose."

...

Yan Cen pushed the cart in the direction where Li Yu'an left, and just after turning the corner, he found that the other party was standing at the very outside of the beverage area.

He was holding a relatively large bottle of juice in one hand, pacing back and forth with his head lowered. The little tuft on his head trembled with the slight movement, and he looked inexplicably obedient.

"Who are you waiting for?"

"..."

Li Yu'an turned sideways to look at him, and put the juice in the cart with red ears, absolutely not mentioning the unspeakable ambiguous atmosphere, "Let's go, we've bought it."

Yan Cen gently pushed his glasses to hide the smile.

He looked at the hot pot ingredients in the cart and asked, "Don't you want to buy some daily necessities? Like garbage bags, toothpaste and the like?"

After this reminder, Li Yu'an remembered that the newly rented house was indeed empty, "I have to buy it."

To be honest, he still couldn't fully adapt to getting along with Yan Cen as a "friend". Occasionally, he would think about other things uncontrollably.

Just like when the couple showed up and said something similar to what they said, he was so confused that he lost his composure, fearing that Yan Cen would notice something, and even the matter of buying daily necessities was thrown out of his mind.

Since he was in the supermarket, he had to buy everything at once.

Yan Cen had more home experience than him, and with the other party's reminder, Li Yu'an bought a lot of daily necessities.

Finally, he wanted to remember something and returned to the instant noodles area of ​​the food -

although he was a little embarrassed in front of Yan Cen, with the idea of ​​"since he was here", he still grabbed a lot of instant noodles of different flavors.

Yan Cen half leaned on the armrest of the cart, helplessly, "Are you really going home to cook instant noodles for me?"

"No." Li Yu'an answered in a low voice, "I bought it for myself, it won't go bad anyway."

The studio is now in the preparation stage, and the next period of time will be even busier.

Every day at noon, he can ask his assistant to help him reserve lunch, but when he gets home from work in the evening, he has to find a way to solve it himself?

This pile of instant noodles plus takeout should be enough for him to cope with for a while.

Li Yu'an didn't say it clearly, but Yan Cen understood his thoughts.

"..."

Whether it's instant noodles or takeout, it's not a long-term solution.

Yan Cen thought about this and gave a gentle suggestion, "I'll take you to the semi-finished product area next door to buy some? Like freshly wrapped wontons and shrimp dumplings, put them in the refrigerator, and they will be fresh for four or five days."

"When you want to eat, just take it out and cook it. It doesn't require great cooking skills and it doesn't take time."

"If you are really afraid that you can't make it, I will write you a detailed tutorial. At the very least, we can make an appointment to have dinner together when we are free. It's not good for you to eat instant noodles for a long time like this."

Li Yu'an didn't expect Yan Cen to give a series of suggestions.

He pinched his fingertips imperceptibly, and didn't dare to accept the suggestion of "having dinner together", but only agreed to the first half.

"Then, then go buy some."

After saying that, he obediently put the instant noodles back on the shelf without waiting for Yan Cen to answer.

Li Yu'an looked at the three bags of pork bone soup noodles left in the cart, hesitated for a moment and muttered, "...This tastes delicious."

Yan Cen let out a laugh and changed his words, "Well, it's okay to eat a bag occasionally."

Li Yu'an raised his lips slightly, and quickly pretended to be calm, "Let's go and buy some shrimp dumplings."

"Okay."

...

The two bought two large bags of ingredients, and then each carried a bag and walked out.

The entrance and exit of the supermarket are next to each other.

When passing by the milk tea shop outside, Yan Cen suddenly slowed down, "Yu'an, wait a minute."

Li Yu'an watched him approach the milk tea counter and was a little surprised, "Do you want milk tea?"

Yan Cen did not answer, but temporarily put the food bag at his feet, took out his mobile phone and showed it to the clerk, "Hello, I just ordered it on the mini program, No. 0341."

The clerk found the corresponding milk tea, "Sir, do you want to drink it directly after opening the straw?"

Yan Cen took it from the clerk, "Thank you, I'll do it myself."

He pulled out a straw beside him, inserted it accurately into the sealed part of the milk tea, and handed it to Li Yu'an behind him, "Here."

Li Yu'an was stunned, "For me? When did you order it?"

"Just before entering the supermarket, I ordered you the original flavor without any toppings, fearing you wouldn't like it."

Yan Cen stuffed the milk tea into Li Yu'an's hand, calmly and gently, "There is heating in the supermarket, it will be cold when you go out later, you can warm your hands with it, and it can also fill your stomach, it will probably take a while before we can have hot pot at home."

"..."

Li Yu'an remembered the way Yan Cen was fiddling with his mobile phone before entering the supermarket. He thought he was doing work, but he didn't expect it was to order milk tea for him?

The warmth came from the palm of his empty right hand, all the way to the tip of his heart.

He never refused sweets and milk tea, not to mention that this was ordered by Yan Cen.

Li Yu'an's eyes lit up, "Thank you, don't you want to drink it?"

Yan Cen replied, "Didn't Pei Yi say that? Those who like sweets are children."

Li Yu'an heard this joke again after many days, and snorted with a rare nasal tone, not admitting it.

Yan Cen picked up the food bag at his feet, and reached out to grab Li Yu'an's bag, "Let me take it, you warm your hands first."

Li Yu'an refused, "It's okay, I can carry it with one hand."

Yan Cen urged, "Hurry up, I can carry it too, let's go."

"Oh."

Li Yu'an didn't insist anymore, and raised his voice at the end.

The two left the supermarket and walked to the parking lot according to their memory.

Yan Cen walked in front with two bags of things easily, and Li Yu'an deliberately followed behind him diagonally, taking advantage of the other party's inattention to sip the sweet milk tea.

Yan Cen suddenly stopped and turned around, "Yu'an, help me get the car key and open the trunk."

"Ah?"

Li Yu'an was immersed in a rare enjoyment and bumped into him without noticing.

Yan Cen looked down at him, "Get the car key, it's in my coat pocket."

Li Yu'an reacted a little late, his eyes dropped uncertainly, "Should I take it?"

Yan Cen said as a matter of course, "I have bags in both hands, I can't free them."

"..."

If you put it at your feet like just now, can't you take it?

A reasonable idea flashed through Li Yu'an's mind, and suddenly he noticed that Yan Cen lowered his head, "Junior brother? Mr. Li? Hurry up, my hands are sore."

His breath seemed to pass by, which was a deliberate urging, and even more of an invisible teasing.

"..."

Li Yu'an quickly stepped back half a step and lowered his head to touch Yan Cen's coat pocket.

Yan Cen's eyes could just see his fair neck through the lens, the redness spreading from behind his ears, extending all the way down to the unreachable place.

Li Yu'an took out the key and pressed the start button of the trunk.

Yan Cen calmed down, turned around and put the ingredients in place, "Okay, get in the car, go home and eat hot pot."

Go home and eat hot pot?

These five words sounded ordinary and without any deep meaning, but they could make people feel stable and expectant.

Li Yu'an shook the straw left and right, said "oh" vaguely, turned around and slipped into the passenger seat.

...

When I got home, it was already half past six.

Fortunately, hot pot is much simpler than cooking. The two of them divided the work, Yan Cen was responsible for the seafood and Li Yu'an was responsible for the relatively simple work of washing vegetables and arranging dishes.

In less than half an hour, everything was done.

The hot air coming out of the pot added a different kind of homely atmosphere to this new home in the cold winter.

Li Yu'an stared at the bubbling hot pot, feeling an indescribable sense of happiness.

Yan Cen put the first cooked beef roll into his bowl, "What are you laughing at?"

Li Yu'an rarely concealed it, "It just feels like I haven't sat at home and eaten like this for a long time."

Even though there were only the two of them now, even though he was still unfamiliar with this new house, this night and this moment were better than the past four or five years.

No matter how lonely he appeared on the outside, he longed for the warmth of home in his heart.

Yan Cen understood what he meant and counseled him in a gentle voice, "If you're willing, ask Pei Yi and the others to come over next time. If you find cooking difficult, I can help you."

Perhaps at the end of the day, Li Yu'an finally relaxed a little in the warmth.

"How can I do that? Let Mr. Yan cook for me? The salary must be very expensive."

"Isn't "The Last Mist" going to be online soon? Your studio should work hard to make more money. As long as you help GM make some profits, I can waive my private salary."

Li Yu'an was rarely more confident and raised his lips, "The Last Mist will not lose money."

Yan Cen picked up the shrimp and didn't rush to hand it to Li Yu'an. Instead, he put it in the empty bowl to cool. "Are you so confident? It seems that you have prepared very smoothly."

The conversation touched on the current career, and Li Yu'an replied straightforwardly, "Well, of course, it will be online after New Year's Day, and next week we will have the final round of docking with GM's investment department. Pei Yi and others will be there by then, and there will be a detailed report."

"Then I'll wait for your good news."

Yan Cen wiped his hands with a wet tissue, peeled the slightly cooled shrimp, and passed them over, "Eat it while it's hot."

Li Yu'an accepted his kindness, "Okay."

...

The hot pot lasted until nearly eight o'clock.

Yan Cen thought that Li Yu'an had just moved into this house, and he must still need to clean up a little. "It's getting late, let's stay here today? I'll go back after cleaning up."

Li Yu'an did need to clean up the room and the clothes he brought, so he didn't refuse.

Yan Cen stood up and rolled up his sleeves, and it was obvious that he was going to clean up the dishes.

Seeing this, Li Yu'an hurriedly stopped him, "Don't do these, I'll clean up slowly later."

"No big deal, I won't compete with you to wash the dishes." Yan Cen changed his words, his hands did not stop moving, "Pick up these leftovers, I'll just take them downstairs and throw them away later, no trouble."

After saying that, he cleaned up in an orderly manner, and it was obvious that he was an expert in daily household chores.

Li Yu'an hurriedly followed suit, and his eyes would occasionally glance at Yan Cen. He recalled everything he had experienced today -

from getting up early and preparing toiletries, to the exquisite and not perfunctory breakfast, from helping to arrange a house to renting it, and from going to the supermarket to buy things to going home to eat hot pot, and even cleaning up after the meal at this time.

Yan Cen did almost everything impeccably.

In Li Yu'an's eyes, Yan Cen was once a gentle and excellent senior, and could also be the successful CEO Yan after they met again, but he didn't expect that

Yan Cen could also be such a homely and daily person, taking care of every detail, so good that he dared not think about it, dared not hope for it.

"..."

If only friends can care to this extent, then the other party's future partner must be very happy, right?

Li Yu'an dared not show his envy in his heart, but just continued to clean the table with Yan Cen contentedly.

...

Ten minutes later.

Yan Cen washed his hands and came out of the bathroom. He naturally picked up the two bags of sorted garbage at the door, "Then I'll leave first?"

"Okay." Li Yu'an suppressed the reluctance that shouldn't exist and thanked sincerely, "Thank you for bothering you today."

"No trouble, you can contact me if you need anything."

"Okay."

The door closed lightly.

Li Yu'an turned around and looked at the empty living room, feeling a little lost, and suddenly he didn't want to do anything.

He walked back to the sofa and sat down haphazardly. While he was immersed in the memories of today again, he felt that today was too fast.

I don't know how long it took, the doorbell rang suddenly.

Li Yu'an was stunned for two seconds, "Who is it?"

"It's me, Yan Cen."

"..."

The moment he got the answer, Li Yu'an almost jumped up from the sofa and ran over to open the door.

The moment he saw Yan Cen again, Li Yu'an's eyes lit up unconsciously.

He tried to restrain himself and said, "Did you forget anything?"

"No."

Yan Cen shook his head, and his tone seemed even gentler against the backdrop of the night, "I was just sitting in the car and suddenly remembered that I left too hastily just now, and I didn't have time to say something."

Li Yu'an didn't react, "What?"

Yan Cen did not step into the room again, just stood quietly at the door, his eyes fell on Li Yu'an's face without hesitation.

Li Yu'an's heartstrings were plucked, "Yan Cen?"

The night wind made the edge of the glasses cold, but Yan Cen's eyes were full of tenderness that made people unable to resist.

He lowered his head slightly and said the simplest sentence -

"Good night, I wish you a good dream on your first day in your new home."