When we first met Cheng Jinming, he was a fat man with low self-esteem. His body exuded a strange damp smell, like a piece of moss that had never seen light all year round. He was isolated and helpless amidst the ridicule of the surrounding people.
Lian Yu stretched out his hand and handed him a box of half-eaten bear biscuits.
"Hey, this is really sweet. Do you want to try it?"
It was three years later when we met again. The young man had broad shoulders, a narrow waist and long legs. He was beautiful and wearing a white school uniform. He held an unopened box of bear biscuits in his hand and said with a smile: "I haven't tasted the sweetness after eating it for three years. You are a profiteer who deceives consumers and you can't be held responsible?"
Even if I am an isolated island, I will love you across the ocean.