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Haohao Returned home and gently opened the door. The familiar smell of home immediately hit his nostrils, making him feel a little relaxed. He hung up his coat and put down his keys, but his mind was still echoing with the contents of the document he had just briefly browsed on the MRT. The letter of intent for cooperation was sent by Da Shewan, and the entire project was actually led by Brother Chao and was called "Southern Buffet". Haohao Sitting on the sofa, I picked up my phone and opened the document again, reading every detail carefully. According to the plan, Haohao and Da Shewan will meet in Pingtung, and this city will serve as the starting point for their food adventure.
The upcoming itinerary was quite intriguing: they would use a random selection method to choose a city in Southern Taiwan each day. Upon arriving in each city, their mission was to seek out and taste the local delicacies, completing various food-related challenges.
Haohao was thrilled at the thought of traversing through the southern cities, eager to try different local specialties every day. This journey was not only an adventure for the taste buds but also a fantastic opportunity to gain a deeper understanding of Southern Taiwan's culture. Traveling with Da Shewan, despite the subtle tension between them, Haohao knew this would be a rare experience worth trying and enjoying.
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to temporarily set aside the complex emotions in his heart. Now, he needed to start preparing for this southern food journey, and he also needed to find time to have a good talk with Anthon to resolve the unresolved issues between them.
Haohao sat on the sofa, constantly contemplating the conversation with Anthon. This trip to the south is not only an opportunity for him to try various cuisines, but also an important moment for him to communicate and resolve the relationship issues with Anthon. Haohao realized that this is an opportunity as well as a challenge, because the emotional entanglement between them is not simple and requires careful handling.
He was thinking deeply about the content and tone of his conversation. He wanted to express his thoughts and feelings sincerely, but he didn't want to make the atmosphere awkward or heavy. He hoped this conversation could help them understand each other better, find a common solution, and develop their relationship more clearly and healthily.
Haohao felt excited because he believed that through such a conversation, their relationship could be improved and elevated. However, he also felt anxious and nervous. He worried about whether his expression was appropriate, worried about how Anthon would respond, and worried that his expectations might not be met. These concerns kept spinning in his mind, making him feel anxious and uneasy.
Haohao closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm the excitement and nervousness in his heart. He told himself that this was an important attempt, and he must bravely face it. He tried to convince himself that regardless of the outcome, it was a step forward for the better development of their relationship.
In the end, Haohao decided to take action. He picked up his phone, despite his fingers trembling slightly, but he steadied his breath and pressed the dial button. On the other end of the phone, Anthon's voice came through, and Haohao felt a hint of anticipation and nervousness in his heart, but he was determined to make this trip to the south a turning point in their relationship.
Haohao's phone continued to beep in his hand, the sound echoing in the quiet room, seeming particularly jarring. Each beep felt like a blow to his heart, making each second unusually long and painful. His heart was filled with conflict and tension - on one hand, he desperately hoped that Anthon would answer the phone so he could pour out his heart and relieve the pressure that had been building up over the past few days.
However, on the other hand, he was afraid that the call would actually be answered. Haohao was afraid of facing the possibility of rejection, or even more awkward silence. This uncertainty made his emotions extremely complex. This conflicting emotion made his heart race, and he was in an extremely tense state.
Haohao's hand trembled lightly, and the phone seemed to become unbearably heavy. He felt his breath quicken and his muscles tense with nervousness. Under this pressure, Haohao almost wanted to hang up the phone and escape this discomfort. But after taking a deep breath, he forced himself to stay calm, trying to control the panic and unease within.
With each beep, Haohao's prayers and fears intertwined, creating an indescribable anxiety. He held the phone tightly, anticipating the voice on the other end, while also preparing for the worst in his mind. At this moment, time seemed to stand still for Haohao, and every second felt like excruciating torment.
Suddenly, the continuous beep stopped abruptly, replaced by an awkward silence. The air seemed to be filled with this awkwardness, pressing on every inch of space in the room. Haohao stared at the phone screen, seeing the notification that the call had been connected, his heart racing, wanting to speak, but finding his throat seemingly bound, unable to make any sound.
On the other end of the phone, Anthon was facing the same dilemma. He pressed the connect button, the phone in his hand feeling like a hot potato, his mood extremely complex. Anthon knew that this call was extremely important to both of them, but at this critical moment, he couldn't find the right opening. The silence on the other end of the phone felt unusually heavy, two good friends, both hesitating on how to break this suffocating silence.
Haohao tried to adjust his breathing, making an effort to sound calm and natural. Anthon was also taking deep breaths, trying to ease the tension and unease in his heart. They both realized that once they spoke, they might have to face the problems and misunderstandings between them.
Finally, Haohao managed to squeeze out a few words, his voice slightly hoarse but at least breaking the silence: "Anthon, hi." His voice, though small, was enough to cut through the long silence.
On the other end of the phone, Anthon felt somewhat relieved upon hearing Haohao's voice, at least the other party was willing to speak. He responded, "Haohao, hello." His voice was equally low, with a barely noticeable tremor.
Although their brief exchange did not completely dispel the tense atmosphere, it at least slowly opened the door to the conversation, paving the way for possible deeper communication ahead.
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