I have fantasized about meeting him again countless times. However, I did not expect that I would meet the man I had loved my whole youth in front of the hospital bed of my best friend who broke his buttocks, holding my boyfriend in one hand and a lunch box filled with fried food in the other. The lunch box fell to the ground, and the pan-fried pancake rolled onto the floor. My throat was choked, as if it had been burned by pan-fried pan soup, and I was speechless.