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An Yan is very picky about food, and the collection of things that friends around him hate to eat is not even enough to fill his minefield, so it is very difficult to keep up.

The university didn't have any extra money for An Yan to squander, and An Yan didn't like the meat and vegetable matching window in the cafeteria specially set up for poor students.

Everyone else ate well. An Yan felt that the rice was too hard after eating it once. He tried again and picked out all the carrots in the dish. No shallots, no coriander... In short, no matter how many times you try, you will finally eat it There wasn't much left in An Yan's mouth.

The roommates all admire An Yan's perseverance to be picky eaters even when starved to death, every time they quietly stuff food into An Yan's cabinet, but An Yan doesn't eat at all, every time he refuses he has his own exclusive reasons.

"This is too hard to digest."

"This one is so soft and squishy."

"This is salty and not tasty."

...

It's really not that the roommate is weak. Seeing An Yan who is getting thinner and thinner day by day, the old fathers shed tears of powerlessness.

In the end, it was the steamed buns brought back from the steamed stuffed bun shop in front of the school that saved An Yan's life. He was so hungry that his eyes were dizzy and he depended on the tap water for his life.

Therefore, classmates and part-time colleagues often saw An Yan eating a steamed bun with white flour. People who didn't know him thought that An Yan was poor and crazy. Only the other three people in the dormitory knew that this silly child, An Yan, really thought about the fifty-cent steamed bun. tasty.

After graduation, An Yan gradually changed her habit of eating steamed buns. She tried the one downstairs in the community, but she always felt that the softness and taste were gone, and even the sugar content in the flour was wrong.

There were four people in the dormitory, only two remained in Hangzhou, An Yan and the head of the room.

The head of the office is a native of the local people, with small arms and legs, and he is the oldest but has a baby face. He is always the most active one in doing anything.

Get up early in the morning, buy breakfast for the other two in the dormitory in the cafeteria, and then make a detour out of the school gate to buy steamed buns for An Yan.

I also have to remember everyone's class schedule, and drive those who play games in the dormitory out of class on time.

The head of the dormitory is also the one who cleans the dormitory the most times, and such trivial matters as occupying the table for meals are also taken care of by him.

During the evening talk in the dormitory, everyone couldn't help asking why the head of the room treated them so well.

The head of the room sat on the bed, always silent for a long time, staring at the crossed legs without raising his head.

"I have a younger brother, and I'm sorry for him."

The head of the room never explained how sorry he was, and still paid unilaterally, as if he had to distribute all his longing and love for his brother among the other three cubs in the dormitory in order to complete his atonement.

After a long time, the three people in the dormitory felt embarrassed and began to call brother, and the head of the room didn't mind. bleak.

An Yan knows how to read facial expressions and knows how to avoid embarrassment, so when he saw the head of the office staring at a group photo in a daze, An Yan chose to avoid it.

The head of the room is the head of the room, An Yan would not call him brother, presumably the head of the room only wants to hear someone call him brother.

After graduation, the head of the office worked well in Hangzhou, but one day he suddenly sent a message to An Yan, saying that he was going to resign.

An Yan asked him what was wrong.

The room chief said he finally figured it out.

An Yan stopped asking, and sent him a message, everything went well.

He thought the head of the office had finally mustered up the courage to find his brother.

An Yan's picky eating disorder has not been alleviated after work, and he never eats lunch at the company. At first, his colleagues thought he was cold, but after getting acquainted with him, his friends simply hated his bad habits.

Secretly created a group called 'Why doesn't Yan Yan eat anything? ’, every time before a dinner party, I dissed An Yan crazily inside, because all the menus they discussed contained An Yan’s minefield.

At the beginning, the friends would agree with him, but later they made an appointment in three chapters.

First of all, you have to eat at home before coming out to meet, and secondly, you must not think about dessert after dinner, and finally you must go home before An Yan is hungry.

In this way, every party becomes rich and colorful, and never consumes excess calories, and several people did not show any signs of gaining weight when they reached middle age.

But they don't know, since their 'Yan Yan why don't eat anything? ' was changed to 'Why doesn't An Yan eat anything? 'After that, An Yan's bad habits were gradually corrected.