Took out the phone, opened Weibo, casually scrolled through it, was really incredibly boring.
That evening, instead of going to the Gu Family for dinner, I went to the best western restaurant in the city, ordered the steak with the best reviews, but it was really unsatisfying. Why can't anyone make it taste like Ling Yin does?
"Hello." Suddenly, a very kind elderly man walked up to me.
Hua Hua looked at him, didn't know him, but immediately smiled amicably, "Hello."
"Are you dissatisfied with this steak?" the old man asked.
Hua Hua was startled for a moment, shook his head and said, "No, it's quite good."
"But I see you've only taken one bite," the old man continued.
Hua Hua smiled at him wistfully and explained, "It's not that the steak isn't good, it's just that I've had a kind of steak before, and I miss that flavor. I've tried many steakhouses, but I can't find that taste." Hua Hua pulled some cash out of his wallet, planning to pay the bill and leave.
