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Fang Yu carried a bucket of red cola in one hand and a bucket of blue cola in the other, paid the bill, and left.

The shop owner shook his head at the bizarre combination.

The two walked home one after the other, their feet sinking into the fresh snow.

Snowflakes landed on my hair, the red light of the lanterns reflected on my face, and the air was filled with the aroma of food wafting from the neighbors' houses.

As soon as she entered the courtyard, Zhao Guifang poked her head out from the kitchen, her voice booming.

"How come you've been gone for so long? You can't even get lost while buying a drink?"

Fang Yu sauntered into the house and piled two buckets of cola on the center of the kang table.

"Mom, this is all Yifei's fault."

He learned from the couplet incident and began to falsely accuse others first.

"Yifei insisted on drinking the blue bottle. I tried to reason with her for a long time, saying that the red bottle was festive, but she wouldn't listen. We almost got into a fight in front of the convenience store."

"I had no choice but to buy them all for the sake of family harmony."

Zhao Guifang's eyes lit up when she heard this.

Originally, she was a staunch Coca-Cola supporter.

In Zhao Guifang's eyes, Pepsi in blue bottles was not worthy of being on her family's New Year's Eve dinner table.

But today I heard that Liu Yifei likes to drink Pepsi.

Without saying a word, she grabbed the blue bottle of Pepsi, unscrewed the cap, and picked up a few glasses to pour it out.

Just then, a hand reached out and pressed down on the bottle.

"Mom, wait a minute."

It's Fang Yu.

Zhao Guifang stopped what she was doing and looked at him with a puzzled expression.

"What's wrong? Yifei came all the way to our house for the New Year, and she loves this drink. We'll have this tonight!"

Fang Yu sighed heavily, his eyes filled with heartache.

"Mom, you've changed."

"You used to never touch Pepsi, and now you've even betrayed your faith?"

After saying that, he didn't wait for Zhao Guifang to refute him.

He turned and went into the kitchen, rummaging around noisily.

A moment later, Fang Yu brought out an extra-large glass pitcher.

He placed the empty teapot in the center of the table.

Then, to everyone's astonishment...

Fang Yu did something that could be described as "outrageous".

He first unscrewed a bottle of Coca-Cola and poured half of it into the pitcher.

The reddish-brown liquid churned in the pot, producing countless tiny bubbles.

Immediately afterwards, he unscrewed the Pepsi bottle and poured it into the same pitcher.

"Sizzle—"

Two different brands of carbonated drinks meet in a pitcher!

Countless bubbles surged upwards wildly, almost overflowing the spout.

Red "dishwashing water" and blue "toilet cleaner"...

Oh no, it's Coca-Cola and Pepsi.

They were forcibly merged together just like that.

The color has become darker, looking almost black, like a pot of Chinese medicine.

Not content with making things worse, Fang Yu pulled out a bamboo chopstick, inserted it into the pitcher, and stirred it vigorously several times to ensure the two ingredients were fully mixed.

"Done!"

He raised the pitcher and gave the stunned crowd a devilish smile.

"This is called the 'Century Reconciliation Special,' want to try it?"

Inside the house, no one answered.

Zhao Guifang was stunned.

Fang Daqiang was also dumbfounded.

Liu Yifei was completely petrified on the spot.

Her brain went blank for a full three seconds before she realized what Fang Yu had done.

You can drink it like this?

Is this...is this something a human being could do?

The chat room exploded with comments.

Holy crap!!!

What did I just see? He mixed Coca-Cola and Pepsi together?!

[He's gone mad! Fang Yu has absolutely gone mad! This is the ultimate blasphemy against two faiths!]

As a staunch Coca-Cola fan, I feel heartbroken; my beloved soda has been tainted!

[As a die-hard Pepsi fan, my blood pressure has already spiked to 180. I want to go through the internet and beat him to a pulp!]

It's over! He ended this epic battle! In a way no one expected!

Who won? The Coca-Cola Party lost! The Pepsi Party lost too! Only Fang Yu stood in the atmosphere!

This is the Goldbach Conjecture of the carbonated beverage world! And Fang Yu actually cracked it today!

Online, the netizens who were arguing fiercely just moments ago have all fallen silent.

Everyone was stunned by Fang Yu's astonishing move.

From then on, there were no more Coca-Cola fans and Pepsi fans in the world.

Only "carbonated beverage lovers who were killed by Fang Yu".

……

at the same time.

In Wuhan, a glittering Michelin three-star restaurant.

The melodious sound of a violin flowed through the air, and the huge crystal chandelier emitted a soft glow.

Hua Yu, dressed in a bespoke suit, elegantly swirled the expensive red wine in his glass, a hint of melancholy and aloofness on his face.

Across from him, Ju Jingyi was wearing an exquisite evening gown, with a barely touched Wellington steak in front of her.

The atmosphere was awkward and cold.

Today is Lunar New Year's Eve.

Hua Yu's parents were too busy with their overseas business, so they only made a video call in the afternoon to say a few words of blessing before returning to their work.

In the huge, luxurious villa, only he, Ju Jingyi, and a few servants remained.

In order to maintain his "high-end and tasteful" persona, Hua Yu booked the entire restaurant, preparing to have a romantic candlelight New Year's Eve dinner with Ju Jingyi.

However, there is no sense of home here, no laughter of loved ones, only endless emptiness and deliberate refinement.

Ju Jingyi lowered her head, scrolling through her phone listlessly.

When she saw the video of Fang Yu mixing two kinds of cola together, she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Hua Yu put down her wine glass, a gentle yet distant smile playing on her lips, and softly suggested:

"Jingyi, the chef at this restaurant rarely cooks himself. On this rare New Year's Eve, why not give your phone a rest and fully appreciate this elegant meal, okay?"

Ju Jingyi silently put away her phone, and the smile on her face disappeared.

Looking at this man who even put on airs during the New Year and acted like he was living a scripted life, she suddenly felt a pang of sadness.

She would rather argue with Fang Yu on a heated brick bed in Northeast China over buying Coke than sit here eating expensive but cold food.

Hua Yu's live stream viewership has plummeted to rock bottom.

But today, the trend in the comments is somewhat different.

The usual mockery has been replaced by sympathy.

Sigh, I don't know why, but I suddenly feel a little sorry for Huahua.

Yes, although he's usually quite good at putting on an act, he looks genuinely pitiful right now.

I can't imagine the happiness of the rich, but I can feel their loneliness even through the screen.

Although Fang Yu's family is noisy and boisterous, that's what makes it feel like New Year's. No matter how big a villa is, without people, it's just a house.

Suddenly, I feel that Hua Yu's desperate efforts to maintain her persona might stem from a lack of love, and she's trying to use this method to armor herself.

Hua Yu naturally couldn't see these comments.

He raised his glass and gently clinked it against the dazzling city lights outside the window.

The reflection in the cup revealed his unyielding loneliness.

……

On the other side...

That pot of mixed cola was just the beginning.

Fang Yu's next move truly showed everyone what it meant to be the "Breaking Bad of the Carbonated Food World".