My Face-blind Boyfriend Brought Green Tea to Eat Noodles, and I Cut Off the Red Thread
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Xu Shuan and I met again at a noodle shop. He brought a woman to eat noodles. When he entered the door, he shouted: "Two bowls of beef noodles, add eggs, how spicy." After pulling out the chair, he helped the woman lay out the paper towels, and then poured some vinegar into the bowl with consistent movements. When I passed by, Xu Shuan raised his head and glanced at me. "You, forget it." "What's wrong?" The woman asked. "It's okay, I think this waiter looks familiar." He didn't recognize me, that's normal. Xu Shuan has prosopagnosia, and he cannot recognize his own mother standing in front of him. We have been together for four years, and he only recognizes me because of one thing, a mole as big as a mung bean behind his left ear. Every time they met, he would reach out and touch that spot. When he touched it, he would smile and say, "It's you." Later, the mole was removed because it was suspected to have become malignant. His mother took the opportunity to tell him: She went abroad and doesn't want you anymore. He couldn't see the face and couldn't verify it. Xu Shuan, who could find me all over the world with just a mole, could no longer recognize me. But I have been serving bowls for three years on the street where he comes to eat noodles every day. The distance between two bowls of noodles is more than a thousand days.
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