The landlord has multiple personalities and wants everyone to pay him.

The sushi arrived, along with two bottles of sake.

Xia Qing said that sushi should be eaten with sake to be authentic, but Ye Shu had just drunk too much yesterday and couldn't drink too much. It was just that she was craving it.

Xia Qing put the bag on the table and took out the items.

The contents were quite large, a big platter with all sorts of sushi arranged inside. It certainly looked more refined than the hand-rolled sushi I used to eat at my university cafeteria. But that's obvious, though; you probably couldn't buy even one piece of this stuff with the whole sushi that auntie rolled.

Just as Ye Shu sat down opposite Xia Qing, Xia Qing called out to him:

"Come here, sit next to me, let's take a picture first."

What's so filmable about this?

Ye Shu isn't the kind of person who likes to take photos of everything he does; he's only posted three times on his WeChat Moments so far.

One video was a promise to Xiaoxue, another was an official announcement of their marriage registration, and the third was a photo of their wedding ceremony posted a while ago.

"Just come over when I tell you to, stop with the nonsense."

Xia Qing took Ye Shu's hand and pulled him to sit down next to her. Then she turned around, held up her phone, and framed herself, Ye Shu, and the plate of sushi on the table behind them.

She held a piece of sushi in her hand and placed it in front of Ye Shu's mouth in a feeding gesture.

Ye Shu also opened her mouth in cooperation, making a gesture of opening her mouth to eat.

The two took a picture, and then Xia Qing put the piece of sushi into her mouth.

Formalism is what Ye Shu hates most!

Xia Qing's actions are just like those of the junior high school Ye Shu attended.

I heard that some leaders came to visit, so the school temporarily opened up that library, which is even more mysterious than Area 51 where Americans study aliens, and let them go in to read books, just to pretend it was a visit.

Ye Shu had only been inside that library once during his time at school; it was always locked the other time.

Before going in that time, Ye Shu had heard many urban legends about that library.

For example, some students living on campus have seen shadowy figures standing by the windows of that floor at night, or mysterious lights are coming out from the cracks in the doors, or there are actually some kind of zombies being suppressed inside.

The lock on the door is so old that the keyhole is almost rusted shut after not being opened for a while, which looks quite mysterious.

When Ye Shu went in that day, he found nothing but a slightly musty smell.

Xia Qing is the same now. After taking photos, she ate the sushi herself. What's the difference between this and a leader visiting the library and then locking the door?

The formalities are over, and I won't even treat myself to sushi.

"Is it ready to eat?"

Ye Shu watched Xia Qing looking down at her phone, editing photos, and asked:

"Eat up, eat up, I'm going to post this on my WeChat Moments."

Ye Shu noticed that the takeout bag also included dipping sauce. Although he had never eaten this kind of sushi before, he had at least seen pigs run, even if he hadn't eaten pork. This dipping sauce was nothing more than soy sauce and wasabi.

This shop is quite thoughtful; they even gave us disposable dipping sauce containers.

I poured soy sauce into a small bowl, squeezed in a dollop of wasabi, stirred it, and when it looked about right, I took a piece of sushi.

The sushi was topped with a piece of fish. Ye Shu didn't recognize what kind of fish it was, but it looked light in color and a bit whitish, so it must be raw.

Ye Shu was a little hesitant. He had always found it hard to accept raw meat, and he didn't know if there were any parasites or anything like that.

But since they dare to sell it, it probably won't kill anyone, so go ahead and eat it.

Ye Shu dipped the sushi in the sauce, then ate it in one gulp.

How should I put it? It felt like eating a mouthful of rice, plus a piece of raw fish that didn't have much flavor.

The soy sauce was a bit salty and slightly sweet, and there seemed to be too much wasabi; it was a bit pungent.

Besides that, there's not much else to eat.

Ye Shu felt that it wasn't as comfortable as the sausage and meat floss rolls that the cafeteria auntie made; at least she didn't feel any pressure eating those.

"How is it? Is it delicious?"

Xia Qing finished posting on her WeChat Moments, put her phone on the table, and turned to ask Ye Shu.

Ye Shu swallowed the sushi in her mouth and told the truth:

"It's alright, not bad, but not particularly delicious either."

"Try this."

Xia Qing took a rather large sushi from the box. The sushi was about the size of a simple building block that children play with. It was oval-shaped and wrapped with a ring of seaweed. It was topped with what looked like fish roe, which were round, orange-yellow, and looked quite nice.

"This is called a salmon roe warship."

Xia Qing raised an eyebrow at Ye Shu.

"warship?"

Ye Shu glanced at the warship and asked:

"This doesn't look like a warship, so why is it called a warship?"

"Maybe it's big."

Xia Qing, holding the sushi in her hand, urged:

"Why do you care? Just eat it."

Just as Ye Shu was about to reach out to take it, he realized that Xia Qing had already brought the warship right up to Ye Shu's lips.

Just now, when the photo was taken, Ye Shu felt a little awkward because Xia Qing hadn't fed him.

Now that the food was actually being fed to him, Ye Shu's initial awkwardness vanished instantly, and he felt quite pleased with himself. He was just that easy to coax.

Ye Shu obediently opened his mouth, ready to take a bite, and then he realized something was wrong.

Xia Qing's warship was driven as if the throttle was welded shut; she shoved that huge piece of sushi directly into Ye Shu's mouth all at once.

This piece was indeed too big; Ye Shu couldn't even fit it in her mouth, and her cheeks bulged out.

Ye Shu wanted to spit it out, but felt it would be too wasteful, so he forced himself to chew it. He felt like the two hooks on his cheeks were about to be removed.

Xia Qing looked at him like that, laughing happily like a hamster; she was doing it on purpose.

Ye Shu struggled to swallow the mouthful of warship; his jaw muscles ached.

"Xia Qing...you did this on purpose, didn't you..."

Xia Qing was still smiling, her eyes crinkling into crescents:

"No, I just saw you open your mouth and put it in."

Put it in?

Is that putting something in? That's filling it in!

"How is it? Is it delicious?"

Ye Shu smacked her lips again, savoring the feeling from just now.

Each fish roe burst in your mouth, salty and a little fishy, ​​but paired with rice and seaweed, it's alright and acceptable.

"It's alright, just a bit fishy."

"You'll get used to it."

Xia Qing smiled, took a piece of sushi herself, and chewed it with relish.

Ye Shu had no idea that the salmon roe gunkan he had just eaten was the last piece of whole sushi he would have that night.

For the rest of the time, he basically ate the food that Xia Qing had reprocessed.

Xia Qing picked one up, took a bite, and frowned.

"It's not tasty, you eat it."

Then he reached out and stuffed it directly into Ye Shu's mouth.

Then Xia Qing picked up another one and took a bite:

"This is spicy, you can have it."

Ye Shu is like a trash can, specifically accepting the defective products that Xia Qing picks out.

Xia Qing's selection criteria are also quite puzzling; she gives him food that isn't tasty, and she also gives him food that is tasty.

Ye Shu was thus forced to try every kind of sushi on the plate, but none of them were whole.

"Give me a whole one, will you...?"