"That's different from what's shown in the movie. Now I think it's too fake."
"Reality is always more exaggerated than movies." Zhang Yichi put the piano on the stand, "Let's go out and buy some food."
"Okay, can you make stir-fried tripe?" Han Jing also stood up.
"meeting."
“Where are the minced beans and beans?”
"meeting."
“Where’s the fried pork with chili pepper?”
"meeting."
"You are so miserable."
"..."
They went to the vegetable market and bought all the vegetables Han Jing wanted to eat, and then the two of them went home.
On the way back, Han Jing volunteered to help Zhang Yichi carry food. Zhang Yichi didn't realize that Han Jing was suffering from ALS at first, so he asked Han Jing to carry some food.
After returning home, Han Jing was so tired that he couldn't lift his arms. He didn't realize that his body was abnormal, and he didn't tell Zhang Yichi that he was so tired from lifting such a small thing. He just lay down and said awkwardly: "
Maybe I haven’t exercised too much lately.”
"Have a good rest, I'll go cook." Zhang Yichi warned, and then went to the kitchen to cook.
Han Jing didn't listen to Zhang Yichi's words, got up and went to the kitchen to watch Zhang Yichi cooking.
Zhang Yichi marinated the chicken breast and glanced at Han Jing: "It's fun to watch other people cook, right?"
"really."
"When I was a kid, I loved watching my mother cook. She taught me how to cook." Zhang Yichi said, putting small potato pieces into the hot oil.
Han Jing immediately took a step back, fearing that the oil would splash on himself.
It didn't take long for Zhang Yichi to take out the potatoes, and the chicken breast was almost marinated, so he started to fry the chicken breast: "Is there anything you want to do? I'll take you to play."
"Are you rich?"
"Money is another matter."
"It's nothing. I'm used to playing games at home. I don't know what to do when I go out." Han Jing thought for a while and didn't know what to do when he went out.
Zhang Yichi also thought about it while cooking. It's a bit impractical to travel now. He doesn't have that much money: "How about going to the video game city to play? Isn't it also about playing games, but outside."
"That's okay. I heard there are a lot of fun VR games out there." Han Jing became interested after hearing what Zhang Yichi said.
"You pay first for going to the video game city this afternoon. Tomorrow you go and apply for leave with your uncle. I'll think about how to make some money."
"It doesn't matter. I have enough money to play games for two people. You must not do anything illegal. The security here is very strict. No matter how good you are at robbing a bank, you won't be able to escape far..." Han
Jing took the initiative to interpret Zhang Yichi's "make some money" as "grab some money" and warned Zhang Yichi seriously.
Zhang Yichi felt a little tired, so he put potatoes and cucumbers into the pot and stir-fried: "I will make money through legal means."
When he said the word "earn", he deliberately emphasized his voice.
"You are so good that you can actually compete in fighting competitions. If you just get first place, isn't the bonus enough for us to squander?" Han Jing didn't take it seriously, "But before that, we have to figure out your identity first. You are now a
Kuroto, I can’t even take a train, let alone participate in a competition.”
"Okay, I don't need your opinion on this. I will find a way when the time comes." The potatoes have already passed through the oil, and the cucumbers don't need to be fried. Zhang Yichi stir-fried them for a while and then poured them on the plate, "
This is stir-fried tripe with soy sauce, you should try it first."
"Okay, it smells delicious." Han Jing took out a pair of chopsticks, picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth. It had just been fried and was still hot. Han Jing took a bite and exhaled quickly, "Huh... it's hot."
Ah, but it’s delicious, better than takeout.”
Yichi was quite happy to be exaggerated, so he continued to make the next dish: "Take it out first."
"Okay!" Han Jing put on insulated gloves and carried the dishes out.
"Snapped!"
As soon as Han Jing went out, Zhang Yichi heard the sound of a broken plate. He turned off the fire randomly and went out to check. He saw Han Jing standing there at a loss. There were broken plates and freshly made stir-fried tripe with sauce on the ground.
"I'm sorry, I didn't hold my hand steady——"
"It doesn't matter, it's normal. I've broken dishes before. Just clean it up. There are still some ingredients left in the kitchen, so just do it again." Zhang Yichi showed that he didn't care and comforted Han Jing.
"Okay, I'll clean it." Han Jing went to get the broom.
"Be careful with the pieces and wrap them in a cloth before throwing them into the trash can." Zhang Yichi reminded and returned to the kitchen to continue cooking.
Due to some minor incidents, the meal was finished in about one o'clock.
The three dishes are all delicious and delicious, and paired with a bowl of fragrant rice. Han Jing has already whetted his appetite: "The craftsmanship is good, I will eat first as a token of respect!"
"Eat more." Zhang Yichi also started eating.
After eating and resting for a while, the two set off to a nearby video game city. Zhang Yichi mainly played with him. He himself was not too interested in games and did not play much to save money. Han Jing was full of energy.
I have played all the new VR games.
Standing aside and watching Han Jing wearing VR eyes, sitting on a simulated seat and driving a racing car, shouting and screaming heartily, Zhang Yichi was sincerely happy for him.
He is neither a delicate person nor a delicate person. In fact, Zhang Yichi doesn't understand how to make Han Jing happier and what to do is truly meaningful to him.
If Mu Zhi were here, he would probably have countless fun with Han Jing. But Zhang Yichi is a very boring person on weekdays. How can a boring person make other people's miserable lives interesting?
This troubled him.
Now seeing Han Jing playing the game happily and happily, Zhang Yichi breathed a sigh of relief. At the very least, his appearance was a surprise for Han Jing, and it also brought him some fun.
What we have done so far is not considered a failure.
Finally, there is less of the sense of humor that can be described as someone taking care of others when they can't even take care of themselves.
While Han Jing was fascinated by the game, Zhang Yichi went out to buy a pack of cigarettes and smoked a cigarette in the smoking area.
There is no punishment for failure in this mission. Zhang Yichi should maintain a relaxed attitude, but on the contrary, he feels a little heavy. Sooner or later, Han Jing will know that he does not have much time left, or maybe before Han Jing finds out, he will
will tell him.
But what to say?
How to declare that someone is about to die?
Not only was it difficult for those who learned the results to accept it, but the people who announced the results were also under great pressure.
And Zhang Yichi was also very confused. He didn't know whether it was better to tell Han Jing the truth or not tell him.
Zhang Yichi kept thinking about this question while smoking, but this kind of question that has not had a standard answer for a long time cannot be figured out in a few minutes.
Zhang Yichi returned to the video game city with some complicated emotions, and Han Jing just finished playing.
"I'm a little tired. Let's just stop playing here." Han Jing wiped the sweat from his head.
Zhang Yichi also wiped his forehead when he saw this: "The air conditioner here seems to be broken, it's a bit hot."