"The first time I met him was at a roadside barbecue stall. At that time, he was sitting behind the grill skillfully grilling skewers, holding an unknown brand of cigarette in his mouth. The charcoal stove occasionally emitted choking smoke mixed with chili powder. He frowned and turned his head slightly to avoid it. It looked pleasing to the eye."
"I have often had a dream over the years. In the dream, there is a small noodle shop. There is a little boy sitting across from me. There is always a bowl of steaming beef noodles on the table, but he always just lowers his head to pick onions and coriander. Every time I wake up before he can eat it."
"I can hear every word of love you say."
"The rest of your life is long, please let me be your ears."
*Slow heat. Fate update.
Intention: Break through the shackles and embrace the ideal