@liulili
Wait—you won’t believe this, but I almost cried over a bowl of noodles. Yeah, I know, sounds dumb. But picture this: tiny alley in Hanoi, rain pouring, plastic stool stuck to my thighs, and this grandma shoves steaming pho in front of me like she’s known me forever. I wasn’t even hungry. Then I took one bite—and boom. Soul hugged. Why do the best moments always ambush you when you’re sweaty and lost? You ever had food slap you in the heart like that?