The next time he saw him was at the airport. Fans came to pick him up. There were many people, and the thin man squeezed in front of him. He blushed, panted, and smiled sheepishly: Hello, can you sign your name for me? I, my, my girlfriend likes you very much. The boy licked his dry lips. His little tiger teeth were shining and beautiful. The man quickly signed his name, took a bottle of water from the staff, stuffed it into the boy's arms, lowered his hat, and got into the car under the escort of security, and the boy disappeared into the sea of people and screams. I missed it again. When will we meet next time?