"I live alone, my family is all in Capital City."
After saying that, she released the hem of Arnold Simmons' clothes she had been holding onto.
Turning left and right down the street, a little further in was the noodle shop Hannah had mentioned. There weren't many people in the noodle shop at this time, and they didn't even have to queue.
Hannah looked up at the sign.
The sign was the same as two years ago, even the prices hadn't changed.
"One bowl of beef noodles," she said, taking out her phone to pay.
Suddenly, a shadow cast over from behind, the young man's tall figure just blocking the QR code mounted on the wall.
"Weren't you supposed to treat me to lunch?" He stepped forward, also looking up at the sign as if seriously choosing.
Hannah put down her phone, remembering what she had just said, feeling a bit embarrassed, "Then you choose, and I'll pay together."
