The woman was in her forties, and her long hair was tied in a Republican-style bun at the back of her head.

Three-seven oblique bangs.

When you walk, you can see a plum-red birthmark the size of a one-dollar coin on the left side of your face near your temple, underneath the swaying bangs.

"Aunt May."

Han Siwen greeted loudly.

"Xiaowen is here."

Aunt Mei smiled kindly and quickly served the noodles to the customer.

The words of the exit are like wind chimes blown by the autumn wind.

It makes people feel refreshed and comfortable.

"It's still the old place to sit inside." Aunt Mei wiped her hands with her apron and said to Han Siwen.

At the end, he noticed Fang Bingqing on the side.

asked with a smile: "Is this Xiaowen's girlfriend?" It's so pretty. ”

Before Fang Bingqing could speak, Han Siwen scratched his head and explained, "Aunt Mei, you misunderstood, this is my friend. ”

"Oh, this man is old, and he always looks forward to you children getting married, girl, don't mind what I just said."

"No, it won't." Fang Bing said softly.

"What do you want to eat?"

Aunt Mei looked at Fang Bingqing with a smile, and boasted to herself: "Auntie, the noodles here are all handmade, Xiaowen and they have been eating here with me for almost ten years." ”

"I'm still the same." Han Siwen spoke quickly.

After speaking, he pointed to the wall and said to Fang Bingqing: "There are recipes written on the wall." ”

But Fang Bingqing didn't even look at it, so he said: "Beef ramen, don't want coriander, put more chili peppers, trouble~"

"Ah~" Han Siwen's eyes lit up, "The taste of heroes is slightly the same." ”

Aunt Mei took out a clipboard and pen from her apron pocket, wrote down the name of the dish, and wrote a '2' in the 'quantity' column.

"Okay, you can sit in there for a while, and you'll be fine right away."

"Gotcha~"

Han Siwen led Fang Bingqing into the back room and sat down at a two-person table by the window.

Because the noodles had to wait for a while, the two drank water and chatted.

Fang Bingqing: "It seems that you often come to this store. ”

Han Siwen leaned back in the chair and held a disposable paper cup in his left hand.

"Except for filming, I basically come over every once in a while."

Fang Bingqing: "At the beginning, how did you find out about this store?" Do you live near here? Still is...... With friends. ”

"Of course I was brought here by a friend, my family is far enough to get here."

Fang Bingqing's action of drinking water paused.

The eyes were complicated and asked, "Which friend?" What is your name? Boys or girls? ”

This sudden series of questions really blinded Han Siwen.

After a long time, he smiled and said, "What's wrong with you?" How suddenly weird. ”

"You answer my question first." Fang Bingqing didn't laugh.

On the contrary, it is very serious.

There was a hint of excitement and nervousness.

"You know this man." Han Siwen was slow to say the person's name.

"Who the hell is it?"

At this time, Fang Bingqing didn't seem to want to use his brain.

When you say it, you have never been more impatient than you have ever been.

"That's it...... That guy surnamed Wen. Han Siwen whispered.

Speaking of the surname 'Wen', it's awkward.

"Smack!"

Fang Bingqing felt as if he had been doused with a basin of cold water.

The head is confused, and the heart is depressed.

A moment of disappointment slipped through his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Han Siwen was puzzled.

"It's fine."

Fang Bingqing laughed dumbly and thumped his head.

Drink the water from the cup in one go.

Then he suddenly said again: "Actually, I have been to this place." It's not just been here, it's familiar. ”

"Huh?" Han Siwen was shocked.

"About 10 years ago, our house was near here. Walk along this snack street to the very end, and turn right again to see an elementary school, which is my alma mater. ”。

"Really ?!!!" Han Siwen was even more surprised.