I often describe the distance between him and me as the distance between a bowl of noodles, which is visible but not close. I like noodles, soup noodles, and Yangchun noodles from my hometown. Every time I tell him that I want to eat delicious food, my biggest dream is actually to sit down face to face with him, have a bowl of noodles with each other, slowly savor the noodles, listen to the sound of each other sucking noodles, say nothing, listen to each other's heartbeat, smile at each other, and let my thoughts go away...
Intention: A meeting of close friends