"Wuhan Music and Road" (1)

Yi An hurriedly fished the noodles out of the pot, taking advantage of the rising white smoke and water vapor, trying to put the chopped shallots on the kitchen plan into the bowl, and then pour a small spoonful of hot oil on it, Fonda prefers the taste of shallot oil. Today's dinner, Yi An secretly lay two eggs at the bottom of the bowl, thinking of Fangda swooping in front of the bowl like a wolf, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and a shallow pear vortex loomed...

It has been three years since I came to Wuhan, and Yi'an has gone from being helpless to humming songs and cooking noodles now, which is probably related to Fangda. She is a quiet woman in front of outsiders, with long black hair with slight curls at the edges, and a pair of narrow phoenix eyes on the face of a goose egg dotted with a few small freckles, showing the innocence and delicacy characteristic of girls of her age. However, thrown in the pile of people, it was immediately invisible, and Fonda always joked: "Your baby's life is good!" Meet me, the handsome guy who saved you from fire and water"! Fangda is a Sichuan baby like a fake bag, while Yi'an is from Hunan.

Wuhan became the place where they met, and among tens of millions of people, their understanding was like a joke.