小说内容

Customers kept pouring in, the small stall filled with a bustling energy that carried the savory aroma of noodles through the air. I, Li Tao, was just another face in the crowd, flipping the hot oil to cook the noodles, my movements steady and practiced. It was a typical afternoon when a familiar face walked in. His name was popular in the media, the "National Husband" known for his handsome looks and kind-hearted deeds. I didn't follow the entertainment buzz much, but I'd seen enough photos of him to recognize him. He took a seat at the counter, his gaze scanning the menu. I noticed his perfect smile, the one that had won over millions of fans. "A bowl of silk noodles, please," he said, his voice smooth and confident. I nodded, preparing the noodles with the skill that had made the stall a local favorite. The "National Husband" watched intently, his interest evident as he saw the layers of noodles unfurl in the hot broth. Once the dish was ready, he took a bite, his eyes closing in satisfaction.