Love Affairs in Melbourne-Chapter 124 - 121 Happy Parting

"You really don’t want to try a bite?" Yan Yan felt there was something wrong with Qi Yiguang just sitting there watching her eat pig offal noodles.

"I’ve never had pig offal noodles before, I never eat animal innards." Qi Yi had no intention of accepting Yan Yan’s kind offer.

"You must be kidding!" Yan Yan looked at Qi Yi as if he were an alien, even putting down her pig offal noodles for the moment.

"Can’t be more serious," Qi Yi didn’t think there was anything strange about not eating innards.

"So, you don’t eat foie gras either?" Yan Yan asked Qi Yi with extreme surprise.

"Um, I haven’t had it." Qi Yi told the truth.

"My god, then what joy is there in your life? Do you eat duck liver?" Yan Yan still didn’t plan on changing the subject.

"If I don’t eat goose liver, why would I eat duck liver?" Qi Yi asked Yan Yan with a bit of amusement.

Yan Yan’s jaw-dropping expression made Qi Yi find her incredibly cute.

"You’re an amateur then. What’s called ’French foie gras’ is a general term for both duck liver and goose liver. Geese and ducks both belong to the Anatidae family, being waterfowl. In the end, a goose can only be considered a type of duck.

The ’French foie gras’ sold domestically is basically all locally produced.

It can’t count as a true delicacy.

Besides, everyone likes to call it foie gras, but many of the top-quality French foie gras are actually duck liver.

There are very poor-quality duck livers and very top-quality ones; it all depends on how the ducks are raised. If they are both fattened up, the quality and taste of duck liver tend to surpass that of goose liver." Yan Yan couldn’t stand the majority of people’s "slander" against the human culinary delight—duck liver.

"Either way, it’s all innards." Qi Yi had no interest in the invincibly delicious taste Yan Yan considered to be in her mind.

"Why don’t you eat innards?" Yan Yan asked Qi Yi.

"There’s no particular reason, I just have never eaten them since I was a kid." Qi Yi had never thought about eating innards, and his mom had never bought them either.

"Ah? Just like that? I thought you had some kind of trauma. Come on, try this piece of head meat, it’ll absolutely be unforgettable for you." Yan Yan picked up a piece of pig head meat.

This was the first time Yan Yan fed Qi Yi something.

Qi Yi had a bit of an innate aversion to innards, but he also felt he shouldn’t reject this act of feeding full of love from his girlfriend, and the clash between instinct and inner feelings caused a struggle in Qi Yi’s mind.

"Do you know what kind of people can become husband and wife?" Yan Yan asked Qi Yi, who was still hesitating.

"What kind?" Qi Yi had no reason not to be curious about the question coming from Yan Yan’s mouth.

"People who can enjoy eating together," Yan Yan gave a blunt answer.

Just like that, Qi Yi, who had already had breakfast, ended up eating half a bowl of pig offal noodles with Yan Yan.

It seemed to be not as hard to accept as he had imagined.

Both the smell and the taste were quite nice, it seemed.

After finishing the meal, Qi Yi realized something—how could one sentence from Yan Yan make him lose all his principles?

He had lived without eating innards for not just one or two days, and it wasn’t like nobody had ever recommended foods like large intestines to him.

But he had never thought about changing this habit.

Yan Yan offered a piece of large intestine to his mouth, and he actually ate it directly, his integrity shattered yet again all too easily.

...............

After breakfast, Qi Yi and Yan Yan decided to visit the city library again during the day.

According to Qi Yi, it was to visit a memorable place and take a memorable photo.

"In broad daylight, how do you plan to take a memorable photo?" Yan Yan asked Qi Yi.

"Since when did your thoughts become so impure?" Qi Yi, struggling to keep a straight face, asked seriously.

"Impure? Weren’t you just thinking of taking a photo of the streetlight that lit up the steps last night?" Yan Yan asked innocently and confusedly.

"Um... yes, it’s that streetlight. I just want to take a photo of it, not the light itself, so it doesn’t matter whether it’s day or night," Qi Yi stated solemnly in his concluding remarks.

Then, unable to keep up the act, both Qi Yi and Yan Yan burst into laughter simultaneously.

"Let’s go take a picture of the streetlight, come on~" After leaving the pig offal noodle shop, Yan Yan started once again, like she did before in New York, to hook her arm through Qi Yi’s, dragging her feet as they walked forward.

"Are you really not worried about affecting the city’s appearance?" Qi Yi genuinely wondered.

How could Yan Yan be even more enthusiastic in Wenzhou than she had been in New York?

"Me? Affecting? The city’s appearance? What a joke. My looks alone can elevate the city’s aesthetic to a whole new level, okay!" Yan Yan replied to Qi Yi’s query with some exaggeration.

"To what kind of level?" Qi Yi inquired eagerly.

"It’s probably a level that’s too tragic to look at, the kind that directly uglifies. Do you know the saying ’If the pot is broken, why not break it further?’ Since I’m already this ugly, what face do I have to worry about the city’s appearance, right?" Yan Yan liked to seamlessly switch between boasting and self-deprecation.

"So that’s how it is~" Qi Yi suddenly saw the light.

"Yes, pearls aren’t this authentic," said Yan Yan, her face blooming with a clear and bright smile.

"Qi Yi." Yan Yan called her boyfriend’s name very tenderly.

"What is it?" This time, Qi Yi didn’t feel there was anything strange about Yan Yan calling his name.

Qi Yi finally understood that what was strange wasn’t how Yan Yan called him, but the tone with which she said his name.

"Erm, the miners on Wall Street seem to be a very complicated bunch. It seems like I can’t quite figure it out just by studying on my own. If you have the energy tomorrow on the plane, could you explain it to me?" Yan Yan decided to thoroughly implement Qi Yi’s policy of directly asking him if she had any questions.

Maybe goodbyes too required getting used to.

For some reason, this reunion in Wenzhou didn’t see either Yan Yan or Qi Yi’s emotions swayed by the looming separation.

Yan Yan was happy, and so was Qi Yi.

The bonds between people sometimes require time to develop mutual trust.

The first time, when Qi Yi went to Melbourne to find Yan Yan, their sudden meeting and abrupt parting left Qi Yi uncertain about their future together.

The second time, when Yan Yan went to New York to find Qi Yi, the surprise delight and the fear of the emptiness in their hearts after another separation mingled with a tinge of melancholy within the joy.

In the end, during the previous two times, Qi Yi couldn’t get enough sense of security from Yan Yan.

This time, Qi Yi had returned to the place where he and Yan Yan met, became acquainted, and fell in love, everything so perfectly right.