That day in Central, I was waiting to cross the road in front of the zebra crossing, and you were smiling at me, I never thought I would run into you.After so many years, you are still the same, but you have lost a little weight. A woman is hooking your arms, and you are looking at me. In order to avoid the embarrassment of making eye contact, I chatted with people in the same company and deliberately did not look at you.The traffic light turned red, pedestrians hurried across the road, we met in the middle of the road, we held hands, the woman who was holding your arm has already walked across, I laugh at you:

"You don't even want a girlfriend?" You said awkwardly: "No, it's not the girlfriend, it's the wife." I look back at your wife, she is standing there happily waiting for you. Originally, I wanted to ask you, where do you work now?Do you have a business card?However, after thinking about it, I knew that even if you gave me your business card, I would not look for you.Will we have anything else to talk about besides the past? It turns out that you are already married.It turns out that you will also get married. Marriage, for us, used to be out of reach. I went to Central that day to eat a bowl of wonton noodles. After saying goodbye to you, I went into the noodle shop and ordered a bowl of wonton noodles. They didn’t have chili oil.

Wontons without chili oil, the taste is too light, not exciting, and not memorable. Once, what we lacked was a teaspoon of chili oil.