可輝回到辦公室，把門掩上，鄭重地把包裹打開。

小包裹裏是飯盒。可輝凝視著，良久。小玫的媽媽吩咐，家裏規矩，文定之後，你要吃小玫做的便當。小玫在可輝耳邊小聲說，你是我的良人⋯⋯。

可輝在會議桌上沒說過話，一整個早上就像吃了過量感冒藥的人，臉上帶著淺淺的笑。

可輝帶著飯盒往茶水間走去，途中經過總務科，可輝把飯盒放上信秤，檢視了幸福的重量。可輝也覺得自己變了。茶水間內人頭湧湧，想不到有那麼多同事在等候使用微波爐。最後秘書體貼地把可輝的飯盒取去，請他到會議室裏去等候。

會議室裏早有一個女的，可輝沒把她認出來，想必是新同事。這女的一邊掀雜誌，一邊在吃白色圓圓的一顆，咬開了有黑色的麻蓉流出來⋯⋯。午餐吃湯圓？可輝覺得有點匪夷所思。秘書把可輝的飯盒加熱後送過來，可輝打開來一看，更覺匪夷所思，小玫居然不知道他從來不吃涼瓜和茄子？—還是小玫打算從此管束可輝的口腹腸胃？

可輝重新思考未來外母口中的家裏規矩，盯著飯盒發呆。那女的斜晚著可輝，後來乾脆湊到飯盒前，好奇地問，很難吃嗎？可輝不知如何作答，只好「嗯」了一下。那女的好像要驗證一下似的，伸出了匙羹，就去舀可輝飯盒裏的飯菜放進口中。

可輝訝異得忘了阻止，這女的倒是吃得津津有味，可輝看著看著，忍不住就大笑起來，女的啖著涼瓜牛肉，瞅著可輝，一邊把自己本來在吃的湯圓，推到可輝面前去。

最後，可輝的午餐就是六顆湯圓。

晚上，可輝上小玫家，把飯盒歸還給小玫。小玫問，吃得慣嗎？可輝使勁地點頭。只是後來不知如何，可輝的話題就是離不開那位拿湯圓當午餐的同事。可輝義正辭嚴，太沒有營養了.⋯。小玫側著頭打量可輝，人家吃湯圓把你冒犯了？可輝訕訕地沒說話。

第二天早上，可輝又在月台上領飯盒。

午餐時分，可輝又以小玫做的飯盒，換取了女的八顆湯圓。

又過了好幾天。小玫盯住可輝，說，你長胖了。可輝聞言打翻了杯中的茶。翌日，可輝拿著飯盒，站在會議室門外——可輝想起人家說的「小飛俠症候群」，據說婚前的男人最易病發——反正我都快要結婚了⋯⋯。可輝就這樣把心一橫，還是走進會議室裏。

女的閒閒地問可輝，我們就只能在這會議桌上共餐嗎？可輝的心悄悄悸動著，打開飯盒，呆了。

小玫為可輝預備的飯盒裏，放著八顆湯圓。

當夜，可輝把空的飯盒交在小玫手裏，小玫接過，可輝甚麼都沒說。小玫忽然把飯盒抱在胸前，幽幽地說，不是說愛裏沒有懼怕的嗎？可輝怔住。小玫仲手抹臉上的淚，聲調依然柔和平靜，為你做便當的本意，就是要知道你的口味，如今你不敢說，我不敢問，我們是如何落到這樣的田地的呢？可輝惶惶答不出一句話。

那一夜，可輝連禱告的力氣都沒有，喃喃地背誦著主禱文，當唸到「不要叫我過上試探⋯」的時候，可輝像被甚麼擊中了，放聲痛哭，不能自己。

Ho-fai returned to his office, closed the door, and solemnly opened the package.

Inside the small package was a lunchbox. Ho-fai stared at it for a long time. Siu-mei's mother had instructed, as per family tradition, that after the engagement, you should eat the lunchboxes prepared by Siu-mei. Siu-mei had whispered in Ho-fai's ear, "You are my beloved..."

Ho-fai didn't say a word during the meeting, spending the entire morning as if he was overdosed with drugs with a smile.

Ho-fai carried the lunchbox towards the pantry, passing by the general affairs department on the way. He placed the lunchbox on the letter scale, examining the weight of happiness. Ho-fai felt that he had changed. The pantry was crowded, surprisingly many colleagues were waiting to use the microwave. In the end, the secretary thoughtfully took Ho-fai's lunchbox and asked him to wait in the meeting room.

There was already a woman in the meeting room, whom Ho-fai didn't recognize, probably a new colleague. She was flipping through a magazine while eating something white and round, biting into it revealed black sesame filling flowing out... Tangyuan for lunch? Ho-fai found it a bit bizarre. The secretary brought Ho-fai's heated lunchbox, and when he opened it, he was even more perplexed. Didn't Siu-mei know that he never ate bitter gourd and eggplant? Or was Siu-mei planning to control Ho-fai's diet from now on?

Ho-fai reconsidered the "family rules" mentioned by his future mother-in-law, staring blankly at the lunchbox. The woman glanced at Ho-fai, then curiously approached the lunchbox and asked, "Is it not tasty?" Ho-fai didn't know how to answer, so he just mumbled an "Mm." The woman seemed to want to verify it herself, extending her spoon to scoop some rice and vegetables from Ho-fai's lunchbox into her mouth.

Ho-fai was too surprised to stop her, but she seemed to enjoy it. As Ho-fai watched, he couldn't help but burst into laughter. The woman, chewing on bitter gourd and beef, looked at Ho-fai while pushing her own tangyuan towards him.

In the end, Ho-fai's lunch consisted of six tangyuan.

In the evening, Ho-fai went to Siu-mei's house to return the lunchbox. Siu-mei asked, "Was it to your liking?" Ho-fai nodded vigorously. Somehow, Ho-fai's conversation kept revolving around the colleague who had tangyuan for lunch. Ho-fai righteously declared, "It's so unhealthy..." Siu-mei tilted her head, examining Ho-fai, "Did someone eating tangyuan offend you?" Ho-fai fell silent, embarrassed.

The next morning, Ho-fai again received a lunchbox on the platform.

At lunchtime, Ho-fai once again exchanged Siu-mei's lunchbox for eight tangyuan from the woman.

Several days passed. Siu-mei stared at Ho-fai and said, "You've gained weight." Ho-fai spilled his tea upon hearing this. The next day, Ho-fai stood outside the meeting room with his lunchbox — he recalled what people called the "Peter Pan syndrome," supposedly most likely to affect men before marriage — "Anyway, I'm about to get married..." Ho-fai steeled himself and walked into the meeting room.

The woman casually asked Ho-fai, "Can we only share meals at this conference table?" Ho-fai's heart fluttered quietly as he opened his lunchbox and froze.

In the lunchbox Siu-mei had prepared for Ho-fai were eight tangyuan.

That night, Ho-fai handed the empty lunchbox to Siu-mei, who took it without a word from Ho-fai. Suddenly, Siu-mei hugged the lunchbox to her chest and said softly, "Isn't it said that there is no fear in love?" Ho-fai was stunned. Siu-mei wiped the tears from her face, her voice still gentle and calm, "The purpose of making lunchboxes for you was to know your tastes. Now you dare not speak, and I dare not ask. How did we end up like this?" Ho-fai was too flustered to answer.

That night, Ho-fai didn't even have the strength to pray, mumbling the Lord's Prayer. When he reached "lead us not into temptation..." Ho-fai felt as if struck by something, breaking into uncontrollable sobs.