He pulled over a stool and rested his right hand on the back of the chair with a smile on his face. I picked up a noodle and was just about to put it into my mouth when I remembered something and put it back into my bowl.
"Hey, why aren't you eating? Where's your noodles?"
"On the face."
"Well? I mean your noodles for breakfast. Don't you eat it?"
"I've finished eating."
"Oh, you woke up earlier than me, didn't you?"
"Well, eat quickly. Don't be cold."
I nodded and looked around. Then I pointed to a circle of houses.
"Did you rent it?"
"That's right."
"Oh, I see."
I lowered my head and picked up the noodles, then looked up and asked again.
"Do you want to live here alone?"
"That's right."
"Oh, I see."
As I solemnly picked up the noodles, I slowly bowed my head and was ready
