"The usual. Two bowls of egg noodles, two servings of fried shrimp, and a serving of dumplings." Mi Wan picked a spot to sit down. After listing out the snack names, she grabbed the menu on the table and handed it to Ji Dongquan, saying, "The owner has come up with a few new snacks. Take a look and order whatever you feel like eating."
After all, the food here was cheap and economical. No matter how much Ji Dongquan ate, it wouldn't cost much. So Mi Wan spoke generously.
"No need to look. What you ordered is already enough." Ji Dongquan wasn't here to try new things, but to seek memories and relive the past. Hence, he didn't even look at the menu Mi Wan handed over. He just placed it back on the table and focused his gaze on Mi Wan sitting across from him.
Time flies, and no one can escape the dust of time.
