"Lunch? Oh...... I'll see what's going on nearby. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info Okay, okay, I'll look for something to eat when I'm hungry, so be it! Didn't you make an appointment today? ”

Tao Xiaman turned off the phone and continued his pace.

Pace in the midst of the city.

As a lover of photography, it's rare to have such a holiday, how can you not fiddle with her SLR.

Time doesn't hold time, but photos can.

Besides, she also felt that she was really in a bad mood recently...... Some inexplicable irritability. She knows exactly why.

A hobby is an activity that is good enough to make yourself forget something.

The camera turns to buildings and passers-by. Sitting on an ordinary bus, she compared the city she remembered with the city she has today.

Things are not people, which can probably describe her mood at this time.

When the sightseeing bus shouted the name of a stop, Tao Xiaman got off. But when she paused in this place and looked at the name of the street sign, she unexpectedly hesitated.

Jihua Road.

I don't know...... Is this place back again?

Tao Xiaman shook his head.

She lives here.

Once.

Here, she is really revisiting, right?

Tao Xiaman somehow started her own steps again, but on this old road, the number of times she mentioned SLR can almost be described as a handful.

Although it is a place of memory, it is now unrecognizable, and a large number of new buildings have appeared. And there are very few places where she can regain her memories.

Tao Xiaman stopped in front of a noodle shop.

- Dad, I want to eat knife-cut noodles, and I want a lot of toppings.

――Knife-cut noodles are knife-cut noodles, toppings noodles are toppings, where can you eat like this?

- Whatever it is, I'll just want it!

- Okay, good.

Hearty laughter.

Tao Xiaman remembered a conversation that had happened here a long, long time ago. She seemed to see a little girl hurriedly pulling her father in...... A scene that I occasionally remember, but I shouldn't think of.

Tao Xiaman suddenly felt that the sentence "touching the scene" was really right. But even so, she didn't think about going in, at least at this moment, her feet were pulling like they were being pulled by something. This made it difficult for her to continue to take a step forward.

Maybe it's good to take a picture, she thought, silently grabbing the lens of her camera.

"Don't you plan to go in. ”

Suddenly such a voice appeared behind her. Tao Xiaman turned around, and all he saw was a young man in casual clothes—a young man younger than her, like a college student, about twenty years old.

The façade of this noodle shop is a bit small, just an ordinary door - Tao Xiaman never thought that this ancient noodle restaurant would survive to this day...... In fact, what I want to say is that she blocked people's way in the door.

"I'm sorry. Tao Xia said apologetically and stepped out of the way.

The young man just nodded, smiled and walked into the noodle shop. When the young man walked in, Tao Xiaman took a step for some reason, as if something was trending towards her.

She also walked into the noodle shop and overheard the conversation between the young man and the noodle shop owner...... Tao Xiaman still has some impressions of the appearance of this boss, but he is already full of gray hair.

"Little brother, you're here again, as usual?"

"Yes, excuse me, boss. ”

"Okay, sit down for a while, you'll be right away!" the white-haired boss replied angrily, and then shouted to the kitchen position: "A bowl of topping noodles, a bowl of knife-cut noodles!

So the young man found a random stool and sat down.

Tao Xiaman watched this scene with interest.

She rarely saw such a quiet young man: when she waited for the time, she didn't play with her phone like the general public, but took out a small book, opened it and began to read it.

There are also bookmarks on the books, which is a habit that only regular readers have.

"Why do you put the toppings of the toppings on the knife-cut noodles, so that the toppings will not taste good?"

She sat down in front of the young man.

This is a popular cafeteria, and the seat is always seated. But the business of this old noodle shop is not very good. It's supposed to be lunchtime, but there are only three guests.

The one that this young man was sitting on was already one of them.

"Is there a problem?" the young man looked up slightly, as if he did not care about the abrupt question.

Tao Xiaman shook his head: "No problem, it's just that it's rare to see someone eat like this, so I'm more curious." Oh, I'm sorry, I was abrupt. Hello, my name is Tao Xiaman, and I am ...... is a photography enthusiast. ”

"Hello. The young man nodded.

It's time to introduce yourself, right?

But what makes Tao Xiaman feel interesting is that this young man's simple hello seems to be much better than a self-introduction.

What to say?

Hit the spot.

This was the only feeling Tao Xiaman had when he recalled it later.

She asked, "You... Do you come often?"

The young man nodded: "Recently. ”

She asked, "Where do you live?"

The young man shook his head, "Don't live here." ”

So Tao Xiaman smiled and said: "I didn't live here and came here to buy food, it seems that I like the taste here very much." ”

The young man smiled in response: "I actually bought it for someone." Well... Recently, I met a friend who often forgets to eat for work, and I am afraid that he will not be able to stay up. ”

Tao Xiaman nodded: "He is so lucky to have a friend like you." ”

The young man didn't say anything, but the corners of his mouth gently opened a small arc, and at this time, the owner of the noodle restaurant came over with two boxes, "Okay, little brother, your noodles!"

The young man simply paid and stood up, he suddenly glanced at Tao Xiaman, and said softly: "No matter whether the topping noodles are delicious in the end or not, my friend will always finish it." ”

She only felt strange.

......

Until the end of this brief conversation, Tao Xiaman still couldn't know what the young man's name was...... Of course, it wasn't a fantastic encounter.

Because she already has a fiancé who loves her, and she loves dearly.

She just felt that the encounter was like a vignette: a quiet little song in the middle of the metropolis.

"Alas...... Girl, what do you want to eat?"

But the owner of the noodle restaurant is still standing here.

Tao Xiaman, who was already sitting here, was embarrassed to say that he wouldn't eat it.

She looked down and thought for a while, then looked at the chopsticks on the table, "Give me a bowl of knife-cut noodles, and then add money to top the toppings of the noodles." ”

"Great!"

......

After leaving the noodle shop, Tao Xiaman passed by the place where he used to live. She had an urge to go up and take a look, but the impulse that was aroused by the passers-by in the street.

The momentary impulse faded after being frightened, leaving only a trace of indifferent melancholy.

She took one last look up, took a deep breath, and walked towards the exit of the street.

The knife-cut noodles with toppings were still delicious, but it might be her last taste.

Because she didn't know if the noodle shop would still be there when she had a chance to pass by.

Interestingly, as she was about to leave this old street, Tao Xiaman ran into an acquaintance: a classmate from her elementary school years...... At the same table.

Looking at the past from a distance, the thin man at that time is now a little fat, and it seems that he should have married someone early - Tao Xiaman just watched this old classmate walk past a small stall buying ice cream with his four or five-year-old child in tow.

The old classmate didn't recognize her, and she just silently watched her holding her son like this, and finally disappeared around the corner.

Tao Xiaman thought that she might have stepped forward to say a few words, but some childhood memories were like shackles, locking up the nostalgia she had just condensed in that old noodle restaurant.

Some injuries are probably a lifetime thing.

Time will eventually wipe out all traces of this old street, and at the same time, it will eventually erase her memory.

She was so hopeful.

Tao Xiaman's old place revisited here, and it was over.

......

But Tao Xiaman didn't think that she would encounter some unexpected things today.

"You are Tao Xiaman?"

Downstairs in her house, she met a very tall man wearing sunglasses and tattoos, who called himself a strong son. (To be continued.) )