Frustrated in both career and love, Wang Ziming, who had lost his way around the world, unexpectedly met his former best friend Yan Yu again. Reminiscing about the past, the emotions called the past came overwhelmingly, tightly wrapping this old building with a pair of old people. The sour plum and bamboo horse is in the ascendant, and the love attack and defense between the vigorous husband and the gloomy otaku begins. ——A Yu~ Look at me, look at me, look at me! Forget it, it's okay if you don't look at it. Wait until I move in front of you. ——……——Please marry me! ——……——Then why don't you marry me! Pan'er is pretty and smooth, and things will happen! The main thing is that you can go to the hall and go to the kitchen, and you can also connect to the latrine! ——You are really annoyed. ——Marry me, marry me, marry me! "The old friend's visit comes up again, and past grudges surface. Can the two life trajectories be closely connected again across the long years? Maybe the answer lies in that bowl of freshly baked Yangchun noodles. - I don't understand. It is said that a piece of heart can heat up a stone, how can you be harder than a stone? - I'm so hungry, I'm going to eat. - How about I go ahead and dig a hole for you to make boiled fish in a stone pot? - ... It's feasible.