I asked Lu Xuewen why she named her first novel "Sweet and Sour Spare Ribs". It sounded like a cookbook, not fancy.
She smiled and pretended to tease me, "Vinegar is sour and astringent. Sweet and sour pork ribs, a plate of fresh pork ribs. After blanching, add 15 grams of balsamic vinegar, and then add 30 grams of sugar to enhance the taste... This dish would be incomplete without sugar. He said that you are the sugar that his sour life lacks. After meeting you again, his life will be complete."
I was slow to respond as usual, and then she said, "Li Ze told me what he said. If you want to hear it, beg him to tell you the exact words."
I was a little disappointed that the only confession reached the ears of the person involved in such an indirect way, but his "spare rib theory" conquered me.
The mood I feel when I like you is like walking through the mud in a floral skirt. That is my courage;
The mood I feel when I like you is like the first bite of watermelon in the hot summer, that is my luck;
The mood I feel when I like you is like a ray of sunshine in the ice and snow, that is my warmth;
The mood I feel when I like you is like the boiling bottom of a hot pot between two people, that is my passion;
The mood I feel when I like you is like the falling osmanthus rain in October autumn, that is my pink sadness...