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Chapter 514 I Remember You Don’t Eat Roast Chicken

Chapter 514: Chapter 514 I Remember You Don’t Eat Roast Chicken

But none of that was realistic anymore.

The master was no longer there, neither was the little house on the mountain, and he was no longer the Mu Han he used to be.

Even if Brother Xi returned one day, all he could do was try to return to being the Mu Han that he admired, trusted, and relied on.

Drunkard’s heart was growing more and more eager for the day he would meet Brother Xi again.

Just hold on a little longer, he had endured eight years already, just one last year, soon, very soon...

Drunkard sat on the bed drinking, while the young lad sprawled at the edge of the bed watching him.

It wasn’t until the door was pushed open and Qing Yi walked in.

The young lad, upon seeing Qing Yi, subconsciously shrunk his body.

Qing Yi looked at Drunkard sitting on the bed drinking and walked forward to take his liquor gourd away.

"You haven’t been looking well these last few days, and you had a stomach ache the night before last. Better drink less, I’ll go make you something to eat."

Without waiting for Drunkard to say anything, Qing Yi left the room with the liquor gourd, presumably to make Drunkard something to eat.

Drunkard lowered his eyes for a moment, remained sitting on the bed for a while, then got up, found his clothes, and went to take a bath.

The young lad stayed squatting at the bedside, not going anywhere, just waiting for Drunkard.

When Drunkard came out after his bath, Qing Yi had already brought in a bowl of fragrant, steaming noodles.

Drunkard looked at the bowl of noodles on the table that he had been eating for several years, and smiled.

Without saying anything, he came over to the table, sat down, and started eating with chopsticks.

The noodles were very bland, much blander than usual.

This Qing Yi, must have been busy to the point of silliness during the day, even forgetting to put salt.

Drunkard ate a few bites, then turned his head to look at Qing Yi, who was busy working in front of the computer, and his eyes reluctantly moved away.

Feeling Drunkard’s gaze, Qing Yi looked up at him.

"What’s up?"

Drunkard was silent for a few seconds and then spoke, "Nothing, just, suddenly got a craving for roast chicken."

"Roast chicken?"

Roast chicken?

The lad standing beside the table, upon hearing this, perked up, something flashed through his mind, but it was so fleeting he couldn’t grasp what it was.

What’s roast chicken?

Is it something to eat?

Having lost his memories from the past and having hidden in the Netherworld for a few years, the young lad was unfamiliar with everything in this world.

Did he used to like it too?

Right, he’s a fox, so he should like roast chicken.

"I remember you don’t eat roast chicken,",

Qing Yi clearly remembered that about four years ago, one night, Bai Yi had bought supper and called them.

It included roast chicken.

At that time, Drunkard had stared at the roast chicken for a long time, and Qing Yi had thought Drunkard wanted to eat it, but he had said he didn’t eat it.

Not just roast chicken, he didn’t eat roasted drumsticks or wings either.

Qing Yi had always thought Drunkard disliked eating chicken, but tonight, unexpectedly, he suddenly mentioned wanting to eat roast chicken.

"Is that so, that thing is quite delicious,", Drunkard smiled, a touch of sadness in his smile, not sure whether he was speaking to Qing Yi or to himself.

Qing Yi, seeing Drunkard looking somewhat off, couldn’t help but worry about him again.

After quickly operating on the keyboard, he shut down the computer and stood up.

"Then I’ll go buy you some."

"I’ll come with you,"

"You’re coming too?"

"Yeah, let’s eat out and then head back,", Drunkard also stood up and said.

"Sure," Qing Yi said with a smile, nodding. The worry he had just felt vanished, replaced by happiness.

He rarely wished to go out with him.

Especially since he had only just returned home not long ago and was going out again.

Usually, after he came back, he would just take a bath and go to sleep, unwilling to go anywhere else.