Yan Chenyu stood at the entrance of the breakfast shop, and in a daze, he seemed to see a scene from over thirty years ago—a young girl with a ponytail carefully feeding cooled wontons to the mouth of a little boy, while sunlight filtered through the steam of the steamer baskets, casting a soft outline around them.
"Hey there, Professor Yan, coming to the university bright and early today!" the shop owner's enthusiastic greeting pulled him back to reality.
"Yes, I have class today." Yan Chenyu instinctively touched the lesson plan in his suit pocket. "Same as usual, pack it to go." His voice sounded a bit dry.
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