Fu Xiuhan booked a private room, and considering that Yan Ge is a celebrity, he chose a place with a high degree of privacy.
The three sat down, and Fu Xiuhan, relying on the advantage of having eaten with Shi Qian for almost a year, acted like a proud peacock, almost waving his hands as he ordered the food.
"This...this...and this, Shi Qian doesn't like to eat, so we won't order it."
"This is Shi Qian's favorite. Order two servings."
"And this is Shi Qian's second favorite, so we'll order two servings of that too."
...
Ordering food was entirely Fu Xiuhan's domain. Yan Ge hadn't eaten with Shi Qian much, so he naturally didn't know Shi Qian's preferences.
Fu Xiuhan had the upper hand in ordering food, giving Yan Ge a meaningful look as he did so.
Little brat? You don't know, do you?
Yan Ge glared back fiercely.
Fu Xiuhan ordered a bunch of dishes that Shi Qian liked to eat, as well as dishes that Yan Ge didn't like, before the ordering was finally finished.
He had no intention of letting Yan Ge see the menu at all, and directly asked the waiter to take the order board out.
"Don't bother looking. People who freeload don't deserve to choose their food."
Fu Xiuhan was happy when he saw that Yan Ge was unhappy.
Yan Ge was afraid of arguing with Fu Xiuhan and angering Shi Qian, so he suppressed his urge to punch someone and calmly finished the meal.
Shi Qian doesn't have a big appetite, and Fu Xiuhan ordered a lot, so they couldn't finish it all.
After finishing her meal, Shi Qian took out a pack of tissues from her pocket, intending to tear it open as she always did.
People in Yancheng have this habit when eating out: regardless of whether they are rich or poor, they always ask to return the napkins provided when eating out.
The tissues only cost two yuan, which is not much money, but the people of Yancheng would rather order an extra plate of leafy greens for twenty yuan than add an extra pack of tissues for two yuan.
Don't ask, it's just tradition.
When Shi Qian eats with Fu Xiuhan and Meng Qing, he usually tears a tissue in half and gives it to Meng Qing. Fu Xiuhan is from the north and doesn't have the habit of sharing tissues.
Later, after eating more, Fu Xiuhan also started clamoring for half of Shi Qian's tissues, so Shi Qian had to divide one tissue into three parts to prevent Fu Xiuhan from making a fuss.
Shi Qian held the tissue, hesitating whether to tear it into two or three pieces. Yan Ge was from the north and probably didn't have the habit of sharing tissues with others.
In the end, Shi Qian tore it in two, and habitually gave the other half to Fu Xiuhan.
Fu Xiuhan took the tissue from Shi Qian as if it were not a tissue, but a flag of victory. Fu Xiuhan waved the tissue in front of Yan Ge with a smug look on his face, as if to say, "I have what you don't."
Yan Ge was unaware of the tradition of sharing tissues, but he didn't understand why Shi Qian gave half of the tissues to Fu Xiuhan.
Are the two of them that close? They even share a tissue?
Yan Ge stared at Shi Qian with some resentment. Although he didn't say a word, his eyes seemed to be accusing him: Why should he get it and not me?
Shi Qian originally thought Yan Ge was a cold and composed person, but perhaps because he met Fu Xiuhan, he was brought down from his pedestal and became childish.
Shi Qian hesitated. He knew that some people would mind sharing a tissue with someone else, thinking that such behavior was stingy and made the person sharing the tissue seem petty, as if they couldn't even bear to share a whole tissue.
Shi Qian pushed the whole pack of tissues toward Yan Ge, but Yan Ge didn't take it. The resentment in his eyes deepened, as if he was inferior to Fu Xiuhan if he couldn't get the tissues that Shi Qian had personally handed out.
After hesitating for a moment, Shi Qian unfolded the tissue that had been torn in half, folded it in half, tore off one half, and handed it to Yan Ge.
Yan Ge immediately took the tissue, circled it in front of Fu Xiuhan, and then brought it back to his own face.
The two resumed their silent insults, and Shi Qian glanced at them, thinking they must be using some pretty vulgar language.
He didn't know why he was sharing tissues with Yan Ge, since the two weren't that close yet.
In the end, the only explanation could be that Fu Xiuhan was present; childishness is contagious.
Shi Qian noticed that there was still a lot of food left on the table. Fu Xiuhan had ordered too much, so Shi Qian told them not to waste it.
The original intention was to finish as much food as possible, but these words seemed to ignite a competitive spirit between the two, and they started competing at the dinner table.
Fu Xiuhan and Yan Ge engaged in a fierce act of feeding each other, each trying to put food that the other didn't like onto their respective plates.
In the end, the two of them wolfed down their food, finishing every last bite, and slumped in their seats, completely stuffed.
Shi Qian couldn't bear to watch, so he made an excuse to go to the restroom and asked them to sit for a while.
As soon as Shi Qian left and the door to the private room closed, the atmosphere inside immediately turned into a cacophony of "Men are ready to fight!"
Yan Ge stood up, put one foot on the chair, and started cursing at Fu Xiuhan.
"You fucking gave me so many tomatoes, are you trying to kill me? I'm about to throw up!"
Fu Xiuhan was not to be outdone and stood up to point back.
"Didn't you also give me a big bowl of carrots? Are you feeding the rabbits?"
Yan Ge continued, "I didn't even mention that dozen shiitake mushrooms. Don't you know I'm allergic to shiitake mushrooms?"
"You're allergic to farts? Your brother says it's just an excuse you're making up because you're picky about food! You've been eating mushroom dumplings for years, and now you're telling me you're allergic?"
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The two argued fiercely, but the moment Shi Qian pushed the door open and entered, they instantly sat back down as if nothing had happened.
"Are you finished eating? Let's go, the dorms will close soon."
The two of them immediately stood up obediently, just like elementary school students whose names were called by the teacher.
Before leaving, Yan Ge wiped the spot where he had just stepped with a tissue.
The chair is innocent; Fu Xiuhan is the guilty one.
After they came out, the two realized that Shi Qian had already paid the bill.
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