ruthless here

After I came back from Erin’s birthday party, I received a text message from Yang Congbai, who said that the operation had been postponed until tomorrow, and he would come to see me in the afternoon.

"You and Yoyo can wait for me at home."

I'm a little sorry, I should have sent a text message to ask him, I don't know when he will arrive.

"That's it..." Yoyo was very disappointed, he had thought that Uncle Yang would take him out to play.

"Daddy can take you out to play!"

"Where to go?"

"How about going to the supermarket!"

"Supermarket..."

"It's the very big and beautiful one."

Yoyo immediately became happy, "Okay!"

A new supermarket opened near my home a few years ago. The quality of fresh vegetables and meat is particularly good, and there are many imported foods, but it is too expensive. I only took Yoyo to join in the fun during the opening ceremony.Since I want to entertain Yang Congbai this time, of course I have to be sincere.

The next day I took Yoyo to the supermarket.I pushed the shopping cart and looked at those outrageously expensive price tags while thinking, Yang Congbai should usually go to this kind of supermarket.

"Father, what does Uncle Yang like to eat?"

"Hey, you'll know in a while!"

Yoyo has grown from a little kid to a big kid, and thus loses the qualification to sit in the shopping cart.He walked in front and led the way very hard, wanting to touch everything he saw, and expressing his desire to me with his eyes.I had no choice but to follow his ass and keep picking it up in the car, buying a lot of snacks without knowing it.This kid also knew that the opportunity must not be missed, and today he was in Yang Congbai's favor.

Going to the fruit market, I headed straight for durians.Yoyo pinched her nose, her little face wrinkled together.

"Dad, it stinks!"

Seeing him so disgusted makes me feel very good.

"Your Uncle Yang likes to eat this, how about it? Can't think of it?!"

He widened his eyes, as if he couldn't believe that such a clean Yang Congbai would like to eat such a smelly thing.

Hmph, brat, you miss Uncle Yang so much!

Thinking of Yang Congbai's glorious image being greatly reduced, I even felt a little bit of the joy of being a villain.

"Yuyou, it's rare that Uncle Yang is here, shall we buy one for him?"

He immediately shook his little head like a rattle, "Not good!"

In my heart, there seemed to be a cartoon villain laughing wildly on his hips, "Come one!"

"No, it stinks!"

That's up to you!

We returned with a full load, and at Yoyo's strong request, I stuffed the durian into the trunk.

I grew up in the inland of the north, and I had never eaten durian before I left home. The first time I ate it was because of Yang Congbai.

If it weren't for him, I would never have tried anything.

At that time, I had just arrived in Tokyo for exchange, and Yang Congbai came to travel during the National Day holiday.He stayed in Tokyo for two days, and I volunteered to be his tour guide, and he readily agreed.

In fact, I heard from Xiao Qing that Yang Congbai had also planned to apply for an exchange abroad, but it seemed that nothing happened.I also asked him once, and he said it was because he missed the registration time, which didn't sound like a mistake he would make.

At that time, I really wanted to perform well. After all, I used to take his car when I came back from being a tutor on weekends. Now I finally got such an opportunity. I was very afraid that he would not play well.This included me asking him if he wanted to live with me, but he refused, saying he was afraid it would affect my rest.I asked where he lived and he reported me a hotel, I looked it up and thought no wonder.He very considerately explained that he took his brother's points card, which can be exchanged for free accommodation, I don't know if it is true.

In order to welcome Yang Congbai to Tokyo, I made very thorough preparations in advance.But walking on those unfamiliar streets, he seemed to be much more comfortable than me.At first, I thought that since it was Yang Congbai, there was nothing surprising about it, after all, he has always looked at ease.

It wasn't until the next day that he led me to buy clothes in the labyrinth-like shops on both sides of Omotesando that I realized that this was not the first time he had come.

"Brother..."

I wanted to cry, but I knew he had been here before, why would I take him around those tourist attractions?

"That's different." He comforted me, "Before I came here by myself, this time someone took pictures for me." He said while comparing the clothes to me, "How about this one?"

"...It's okay? It's pretty good-looking." Those clothes that don't look good are expensive, but, "Brother, you look good in anything!"

I flattered from the bottom of my heart.

He smiled and took two pieces, saying that he bought them for others.He also told me that Yao Ruochen and Zhou Yuandi both asked him to help bring the same dress, and he found that one and held it in his hand and asked me, "What do you think of the two of them wearing couple outfits?"

I thought about it for a moment, and thought it was funny, "Are they wearing couple outfits? That doesn't make us all sick."

He smiled, "That's right." Then he put down his clothes and pulled me away.

Maybe it was because I knew that Yang Congbai was not here for the first time, and I did a lot of useless homework, and my emotions were severely hit.On the way to the station following Yang Congbai, he suddenly stopped at the entrance of a supermarket and said he wanted to go in and have a look.

That supermarket is really expensive. A bunch of grapes sold for [-] yen. I didn't dare to walk by it for fear of being damaged.After turning around, Yang Congbai suddenly asked me, "Do you know if there are durians sold in Japan?"

I really don't know.But the rare thing is that Yang Congbai didn't know either!

"Do you want to eat?"

"Think about it," he said seriously, "is there any for sale?"

I immediately put all my energy into it and called several senior exchange students, and I actually got it right.I said it might be a little far away, but Yang Congbai seemed very determined, as if he must eat durian today, otherwise he would never let it go.So we started to check the route, took the subway, and tossed a long way.I even wondered if I had fallen into a tricky reality show.

But Yang Congbai seemed to be enjoying and looking forward to it along the way. He said that he really likes to eat durian.

Fortunately, we bought durians that were said to be just ripe. Although they were very expensive, Yang Congbai was very satisfied with it.

"Come on, go back to the hotel with me to solve it."

When I heard it, I quickly waved my hands, "No, brother, I don't eat durian..."

"You don't eat?"

"...I haven't eaten it, it stinks!"

"Some things can't just be seen on the surface," he enlightened me solemnly, "how will you know if you don't try."

The protest was ruled invalid, so I had to follow him.When he was in the car, he was carrying his clothes, and I was carrying durians. Passengers looked around and locked us with their eyes.It stinks!I feel very, very embarrassed, wishing I could be invisible.But Yang Congbai stood beside him with a calm face, as if he didn't know me at all.

More exciting is yet to come.

The hotel where Yang Congbai stayed was very expensive, and I already felt out of place when I saw the entrance of the lobby from a distance.I followed him to swipe the card to enter the door, and the curtains opened automatically, which surprised me.I was amazed that I really followed my brother to meet the world, he was amused by me.

"Go wash your hands first."

He called someone to deliver fruit knives and tableware, and then we dissected and ate the smelly durian in that magnificent room.

"I think you can like it." Before I could finish my mouth, he said firmly.

"Why?"

He smiled, "If you don't like it, can you tell a lie?"

"Okay!"

That's not a big deal, since Yang Congbai spoke up, it's too easy to tell a little lie for him.

I was fully prepared mentally, as if what I was facing was not a durian, but a heroic sacrifice.But just as Yang Congbai expected, I don't need to lie at all, it is probably the most delicious fruit I have eaten in 20 years of my life.

I was even a little touched, maybe because I have always misunderstood durian, maybe because I didn’t miss it fortunately, or maybe because Yang Congbai reluctantly forced me to try it.

He also took a picture of me, which he said was very memorable.

Later, the room was really smelly, and it didn't help to turn it up to ventilate. Yang Congbai said that if this continues, he might be fined when he checks out tomorrow.When I heard the fine, I was very nervous and said that I should open the window for ventilation.However, the windows in the hotel room are very difficult to open, and the lock is very mysterious. The two of us studied it carefully, and neither of us noticed the notice posted on the window frame, which said not to open the window.

We managed to get the window open, and then the alarm went off.

I was terrified and had no idea what was going on.Yang Congbai had already reacted. He supported me, laughing so hard that he couldn't straighten up.Security guards and staff then broke in, and after making sure there was neither violence nor suicide by jumping out of the window, they respectfully restored the window to its original appearance.

Yang Congbai actually asked them to take away the trash as well.

Then we escaped from the smelly room.We wandered around the hotel and ate ramen at a very small ramen shop around the corner.As we ate, we recollected the nonsense of the day, and found it very funny and tasty.

Yang left for Kansai the next day, and he sent me a postcard from Kyoto.He said it was full of shrines and temples, and he made many wishes.

I think Yang Congbai and I may have had a good chance to become very close friends.

But that's how it is between people.Maybe at a certain time, at a certain place, you are the closest people to each other, as if you have always been best friends, but it is only limited to that moment.

Unrepeatable, almost an illusion.

The two short days when Yang Congbai and I were in a foreign country seemed to be an unusually detached image, which could not be connected with all other fragments.And because of that, it hasn't really changed anything.

After the exchange, I returned to University of U. Yang Congbai had already started an internship in the affiliated hospital, and later he moved to the graduate campus, and we rarely saw each other again.

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