What kind of person was Qian Xiaoke?
Eating a spicy hotpot required careful budgeting.
A bowl of spicy hotpot, no matter how hungry you were, should not cost more than 20 yuan. This was the basic quality of a poor person.
But now, a bowl of 36 yuan deluxe spicy hotpot was in front of him.
Lu Xun once said, “If you don’t take advantage of a bargain, you are an idiot.”
Qian Xiaoke didn’t want to be an idiot, so he tried to take advantage of it.
But Qian Xiaoke also understood a truth, there was no free lunch in the world.
He said, “Mr. Jiang, how about we split the bill.”
“Split the bill?” Jiang Tongyan looked at him puzzledly.
“Yes,” Qian Xiaoke pointed to the deluxe spicy hotpot and said, “36 a bowl, I pay 18.”
Then, Jiang Tongyan almost laughed to death.
He swore that in his wonderful life over the past 30 years, he had seen all kinds of people, but he had never seen someone like Qian Xiaoke, who wanted to take advantage but was timid and felt that he would lose if he didn’t take advantage.
“And then we both eat a bowl?” Jiang Tongyan teased him deliberately.
He found that teasing Qian Xiaoke was a particularly fun thing in life. His life was boring, and he was anxious about impotence recently. If he was not too busy at work, he really planned to go to a psychologist to talk. However, now it seemed that teasing Qian Xiaoke was obviously more effective than talking to a psychologist, and it costs less, only 36.
No, maybe it only costs 18 yuan.
Qian Xiaoke, you are really…cheap!
“Of course not!” Qian Xiaoke’s body trembled, “I have mysophobia! I can’t share a bowl with others!”
The mysophobia was fake, but he was reluctant to share half a bite with others.
“Mysophobia?” Jiang Tongyan laughed out loud, “It’s really unlikely. I’ve seen people with mysophobia before, and you don’t have the slightest trace of mysophobia.”
“If I say so, then it is so.” Qian Xiaoke said, “If you want to eat, just order it yourself.”
Jiang Tongyan raised his eyebrows at him, “Oh, I did order it.”
As he spoke, Jiang Tongyan’s spicy hot pot was ready.
The 36-yuan deluxe spicy hot pot made Qian Xiaoke drool.
It was great to be rich.
In the past, no matter how hard Qian Xiaoke’s life was or how much he contrasted with Zhou Mo, he never expressed such emotion. At that time, Qian Xiaoke was indifferent when he saw Zhou Mo showing off his luxury house, luxury car, and luxury bags on Weibo. However, a bowl of spicy hot pot for 36 yuan made him sigh, ‘It’s great to be rich!’
“Want to eat?” Jiang Tongyan said, “I’ll treat you.”
Qian Xiaoke saw the teasing in his eyes. Although he didn’t know how to write the word ‘teasing’, he directly replaced the ‘teasing’ with pinyin in his mind, but he knew that Jiang Tongyan was humiliating him.
“No need!” Qian Xiaoke took out his mobile phone, scanned the code to pay, and then said proudly, “Boss! Give me a 36 yuan Supreme Super Thunderbolt Deluxe Spicy Hotpot!”
Jiang Tongyan couldn’t help laughing when he heard his series of prefixes.
Impulse brought momentary pleasure, but constant impulsiveness led to disaster.
Qian Xiaoke ordered 36 yuan of spicy hotpot because of impulse, but when he entered the password to pay, his heart was bleeding.
With his meagre monthly salary, he scrimped and saved just to get by. This one meal of spicy hotpot was enough to buy him a piece of clothing.
He could wear a 36-yuan T-shirt for at least two summers. If he washed it less often and gently, he could wear it for three years. Even when it was finally worn out, it could still be used as pyjamas. And now, that amount was gone in a single meal.
But for the sake of his pride, Qian Xiaoke still paid.
After paying, he sat opposite Jiang Tongyan and waited for his spicy hotpot.
“Aren’t you a mysophobe?”
“What? What’s wrong?” Qian Xiaoke deliberately picked a fight, “Do you discriminate against us mysophobes?”
“That’s not the case,” Jiang Tongyan said, “Since you are a mysophobe, why don’t you wipe the chair before sitting down?”
“… I’ll wipe it now!”
While eating this legendary spicy hotpot, Jiang Tongyan watched Qian Xiaoke rub the chair with a tissue.
“Why are you so funny?” Jiang Tongyan said, “You pretended not to know me at Cheng Sen’s place today.”
“Who are you again?” Qian Xiaoke started to act stupid again.
“Oh, you really don’t know me?” Jiang Tongyan said, “Do you have intermittent amnesia?”
Qian Xiaoke pouted and ignored him. He stared in the direction of the kitchen, looking forward to his spicy hotpot.
Jiang Tongyan stole a glance at Qian Xiaoke and started teasing him again.
“Hey, do you know why I returned to China this time?”
Qian Xiaoke didn’t answer but suddenly became nervous.
The tone of the man opposite became a little serious, which made him very uneasy.
He thought: Could it be that he came back to settle accounts with me and let me take responsibility?
During this period, he looked up a lot of information on the treatment of impotence on the internet. To be honest, it was very difficult to treat it, and first of all, he had to figure out whether Jiang Tongyan’s problem was psychological or physical.
If it was psychological, it might really be his fault. Although he didn’t want to, he might have to take the responsibility of a man.
But then again, if it was physical, this man was not good at first, then it was not his fault; he was also a victim!
While Qian Xiaoke’s brain was spinning rapidly, Jiang Tongyan spoke again, “I did it all for you.”
Qian Xiaoke was almost choked to death by the air he inhaled.
Jiang Tongyan deliberately acted gentle, “Have you heard that song? I can’t forget the first time I saw you, a pair of charming eyes…”
“Brother, don’t speak.” Qian Xiaoke stopped the man from continuing to sing.
Actually, it was not because Jiang Tongyan sang badly. To be honest, he sang well, and Qian Xiaoke was about to change his mind about him.
In order not to have pity for his enemy, Qian Xiaoke interrupted him in time.
“I’m serious,” Jiang Tongyan felt that it was a pity not to act. He was so handsome and so good at acting. Maybe he could win the best actor when he debuted. “After seeing you that time, I couldn’t forget you.”
This much was true. Qian Xiaoke was really in his dreams.
However, this so-called ‘can’t forget’ was that he couldn’t wait to catch this kid, peel off his skin and throw him out to plant flowers.
Jiang Tongyan was so angry that his teeth itched.
Qian Xiaoke had never encountered such a thing.
He had been quite good looking since he was a child, but his love life was really not smooth.
What he said to Jiang Tongyan when he was drunk at Zhou Mo’s birthday party that day was true. He was the kind of person who fell in love with everyone he met. As long as the one was pretty, he would be immediately attracted to the person. However, he had never had a serious relationship. Everyone said to him when they rejected him, “Xiaoke, your soul runs too fast. I can’t keep up.”
Qian Xiaoke didn’t know what they meant before, but then he realised that all these guys were into that kind of high-mountain flower or sexy temptress, but he was like a furry bunny all day long, and this overly jumpy personality made the dudes think he was a psychopath.
He felt wronged.
Qian Xiaoke felt that he could also be sexy and cute.
Qian Xiaoke, who had never had a smooth love life, was inevitably confused when someone ‘confessed’ to him for the first time.
He turned around and looked at Jiang Tongyan, “You… to me…” Qian Xiaoke suddenly said shyly, “Did you fall in love at first sight?”
Jiang Tongyan watched the little guy take the bait, and his tail was so proud that it stood up.
He was going to catch this little fish and grill it!
“What do you think?” Jiang Tongyan sighed sadly, “Actually, I don’t know myself. After all, I have never loved.”
Never loved? Qian Xiaoke thought, shouldn’t you rich people live a decadent life of luxury?
But he thought again, that’s right, in a world of luxury, there is no such thing as true love.
Rich people are really pitiful.
“I only know that I think of you every day when I open my eyes and close my eyes. I always think of you when I am distracted when I am doing things. Every day in New York feels like a year. In the past half month, I seem to have aged ten years.” Jiang Tongyan said, “You could say, I am doing this to you—”
“Mine! Mine! Mine!” Jiang Tongyan had not finished his pretentious heartfelt confession when Qian Xiaoke’s eyes suddenly lit up, and he stood up and shouted to the back kitchen, “Boss! My spicy hotpot!”
Alright then.
Jiang Tongyan saw that in the eyes of this little bastard, he, a handsome guy, was not as important as a bowl of spicy hotpot.
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