[ Xue Yang takes his bowl without saying anything and immediately starts eating.
It's not the best congee he's had since coming to this place. The vegetables, rice, seasoning, everything is just slightly different enough that it doesn't evoke the nostalgic feeling he was expecting. But it's a meal Xiao Xingchen cooked just for the two of them. Now that he's thinking about it, he realizes that this is the first time that's ever happened.
Without thanks, without complaint, without comment, he makes his way through the meal. ]
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It's not the best congee he's had since coming to this place. The vegetables, rice, seasoning, everything is just slightly different enough that it doesn't evoke the nostalgic feeling he was expecting. But it's a meal Xiao Xingchen cooked just for the two of them. Now that he's thinking about it, he realizes that this is the first time that's ever happened.
Without thanks, without complaint, without comment, he makes his way through the meal. ]