After deciding to explore the mental hospital at night, Huo Wen'an and Xu Xingguang temporarily stopped worrying about these troublesome matters.
"My senior sister is coming to my house for dinner tonight, and I'll be cooking." Xu Xingguang stopped her electric scooter at the entrance of the largest chain supermarket in town and said, "It's hot, and the vegetables at the market aren't fresh by the afternoon. Let's go to the supermarket to buy ingredients. You can pick what you want to eat."
Knowing he could taste Xu Xingguang's cooking tonight, Huo Wen'an cursed his weak stomach for not being able to eat much, otherwise he'd definitely have two or three bowls. "I can't eat that much either, just make whatever you like."
Xu Xingguang listened to this and felt a bit sorry for Huo Wen'an.
