Teacher Wanjin gently patted Xu Jiangyu on the shoulder. "Indeed. Sometimes, what touches the heart is not some earth-shattering event, but rather those ordinary, warm moments. Just like the lingering aroma of this grilled fish."
Xu Jiangyu nodded thoughtfully. "Teacher, I understand."
At that moment, the fragrance from the grilled fish stall seemed to grow even richer, as if whispering an ancient and romantic tale.
Chapter 22