They both looked up and met each other's eyes. Wang Yujia felt a little embarrassed and thought, "Why hasn't he finished eating yet?" The man across from him suddenly laughed and picked up an unopened beer. "Want some?" Wang Yujia paused for a moment, then shook his head. He remembered Wang Zhi's warning: "It's pretty chaotic on the train, so keep an eye on your belongings." The man seemed to understand. He opened the beer, took a sip, and let out a "Ha." "Really, you don't want a sip?" "No, thanks." Wang Yujia wasn't the type to get friendly with strangers, so he kept eating his noodles. The man asked again, "Are you going to school?" "Yeah," Wang Yujia replied coolly. "Which school? Maybe we're classmates." Wang Yujia thought for a moment before answering, "Northeast XX." The man's eyes lit up and he grew excited. "See? It's fate. Don't you doubt it."
This layout is so uncomfortable. There are no gaps. It's hard to read.