“The military knew I was returning to the main city and sent someone to clean it up.”

An muttered, “…Oh.”

Still, he had no intention of trusting the man anymore. He turned around and went home. At this moment, Lu Feng’s door suddenly issued a short and urgent, “Di—”

He turned his head and saw Lu Feng swiping his card. The card was clearly correctly attached to the sensor but it was a red light. Lu Feng frowned. An Zhe stared at him suspiciously. He saw Lu Feng dial a number and briefly describe the current situation.

There was an explanation from the communicator. Lu Feng hung up the phone and glanced at An Zhe. “The ID card was upgraded three years ago in the main city. Mine wasn’t upgraded at the time.”

An Zhe thought he might’ve really wronged Lu Feng. However—

The main city’s roads weren’t complicated at all and the buildings had prominent numbers on them. As long as the shuttle bus was taken, even he as a mushroom knew where to get off. For a moment, he wavered. In the end, he thought of the spore and suggested, “Then you… go to my place first?”

Lu Feng gladly followed. He brought the Judge to the sofa, turned on the TV for him and entered the kitchen. Before entering the kitchen, he asked, “Have you eaten?”

Lu Feng said he hadn’t. The intention of this sentence was to imply that Lu Feng could go downstairs to the collective canteen to eat but Lu Feng’s answer had a hidden meaning. It meant An Zhe would cook for two people today.

An Zhe cut two potatoes. The canteen in the main city served food as well as raw ingredients. During this month, An Zhe gradually got used to cooking his own soup. It would be richer and more delicious than the canteen. He placed the potatoes and small pieces of bacon into the pot. Then he poured in water, added milk, turned on the fire and covered the lid before returning to the living room.

The news was talking about the smooth progress of the rehabilitation work at the dispersal centre. Lu Feng was reading An Zhe’s textbook on the sofa, seemingly in a good mood. This person would bully others when he was in a good mood and wouldn’t care for others when he was in a bad mood. For example, a month ago on the train, he didn’t seem willing to talk to An Zhe at all.

After the impulsive emotions that rose due to being deceived had subsided, An Zhe was calm. He had thought seriously about his relationship with Lu Feng during the time he was cutting potatoes in the kitchen.