On the rewards for successfully defeating a boss

"How can you get used to it after just a few days?" Chen Qian was sitting on the edge of the bed and making a phone call.

He really followed Simon's suggestion and got a beautiful set of tables and chairs and placed them by the window facing the street.

It was Chen Tian's voice on the phone. He said, "Then is the jet lag okay with you?"

"I've adjusted to the time difference, but I just can't get used to the food. Why does the Chinese food here taste so weird?" Chen Qian looked at the white lunch box on the coffee table not far away and couldn't help complaining.

"Chinese food has been exported, so what's so strange about it having some exotic flavors?" Chen Tian said indifferently.

"I'll try something else. If none of them taste good, I'll have to eat hamburgers three times a day."

The two chatted idly, and Chen Qian, to make things easier, turned on the speaker and chatted with him, flipping through the magazine Simon brought him.

"By the way, how's Simon? I heard he married Leslie. How strange."

"They look very happy. They also have a cute beagle named CY, who is still in its prime." Chen Qian's mind flashed with the scene of him and the couple going out together. The two of them were holding hands and walking CY. The picture was very loving.

"That's not bad."

"But how do you know someone like Simon? He doesn't fit in with your circle of friends." Chen Qian suddenly became curious. He couldn't even imagine the scene of Simon and Chen Tian standing together.

Chen Tian, ​​for some reason, fell silent after hearing this question. He was still there, and a few shallow breaths could be heard. He remained silent, and even after Chen Qian urged him several times, he didn't intend to speak. After a long time, he stammered, "Well, how should I say, hey, what's the matter with this..."

Finally, after pausing several times, he said, "I met him when I was traveling to Germany to visit Liuzi. He wasn't with Leslie yet. He said he fell in love with me at first sight."

Chen Qian only said: Wow.

Chen Qian's week passed in a rush. He'd get up early in the morning to get familiar with the roads, go to restaurants with Simon and his wife for lunch, and order takeout from different places in the evening. Then he'd clean up his room, share his life with friends, video chat with Chi Mu, and harass Chen Tian.

Finally, the time came. I put my head on the bed, touched the pillow and fell asleep. I was so tired that even my bad habit of being picky about my bed disappeared.

A week later, the language course began on time. Chen Qian only had some free time on weekends. The rest of the time, he was either learning spoken English or memorizing words.

The servant named Chi even crossed the ocean and practiced with him on the tablet screen.

The results were obvious and excellent. After just one month, Chen Qian was able to order a cappuccino for himself in Danish at a coffee shop, and he was very satisfied with it.

His busy schedule left him with almost no time to miss her, but instead pushed him forward.

……

Today's lunch was also eaten in a restaurant outside. Chen Qian sat in the corner by the window and ordered a meal casually. He was facing a large flat-screen screen that was standing upright on a stand. On the screen was Chi Mu with a gentle smile.

"What's for dinner today, baby?" Chi Mu asked, his voice mumbling as he fiddled with the tablet. The camera suddenly flipped, and Chi Mu took another picture of the table, showing three dishes and a soup. "This is what I'm having."

"Today we're having bacon, mashed potatoes, and salad." After looking at his dishes, Chen Qian's smile faded a little. He held the plate in disappointment and introduced each one one by one. Finally, he curled his lips and said, "It doesn't look as good as yours. Exchange with me."

"Then come and get it. It's all yours, and the chef's too." Seeing his aggrieved look, Chi Mu echoed his childish words.

"I'm a little homesick, and I miss the food you cooked." Chen Qian's mood suddenly took a sharp turn for the worse, as if the discomfort that had been accumulating for half a month suddenly burst out, starting from the corners of his mouth that turned down, and even his eyes were burning with tears. "I also want to eat hot pot and barbecue, and go out and play with the squad leader and the others."

Experiencing the shortcomings of long-distance travel for the first time, Chen Qian's ability to accept things suddenly became a mess.

A strange environment, a language you don’t understand, you have to get along with unfamiliar people little by little, and you have to eat unfamiliar food for three meals a day.

Chi Mu also felt helpless through the screen. He couldn't hug him, help him wipe the moisture from his eyelashes, or pat his back to comfort him.

All he could offer was a difficult and reluctant companionship, such as this dinner they were having through electronic devices.