"Hometown" is a very special word to him. In the first eighteen years of Zhou Xiaojian's life, he never left Wuhan. He never knew what "nostalgia" was. But now he has only been away for six years and has become a stranger in a foreign land. He can only go back every few years. For him, "nostalgia" is a plane ticket worth 1,000 Canadian dollars, but unfortunately his bride is no longer on the other side.
"It's really unpalatable." Zhou Xiaojian was eating the small, cold meal on the plane. He just wanted to get to Wuhan as soon as possible and eat a big bowl of hot dry noodles.
On the plane, he slept. He dreamed of Zhang Xiaoya. As soon as he left the airport, he saw Zhang Xiaoya running towards her, wearing the dress he gave her.
When Zhou Xiaojian woke up, he realized that it was a dream. His face felt cold, and when he touched it, his face was covered with tears.