在北京市中心的一家热闹的餐馆里，王伟的面庞像一束火焰，通红而热烈。炽热的刺激像烈火一样爬上他的喉咙，沿着他的脖颈向下蔓延，使他的口腔变得干燥燥。就在此时，李明则坐在对面，笑得像个开心的孩子。

In a bustling restaurant in the center of Beijing, Wang Wei's face resembled a flame, burning red and passionate. The scorching sensation crawled up his throat like a raging fire, spreading down his neck and leaving his mouth parched. Meanwhile, Li Ming sat across from him, laughing like a joyful child.

这家餐馆位于北京中心，烹调的是一种地道的川菜。李明作为一个川菜爱好者，特意带着朋友王伟来尝试。王伟，北京人，害怕辣食，那对他来说，就像踏入了一个美味的陷阱。

The restaurant was located in the heart of Beijing, serving authentic Sichuan cuisine. Li Ming, being a lover of Sichuan food, specifically brought his friend Wang Wei to try it. Wang Wei, a native of Beijing, was afraid of spicy food and stepping into the restaurant felt like walking into a delicious trap.

餐馆的红色灯笼在夜晚显得格外醒目，繁忙的厨师和侍者在灯火通明的厨房与餐桌间穿梭。餐馆的空气中充满了各种香料和热气的混合香气，这就是李明最爱的气氛。

The red lanterns of the restaurant stood out prominently in the night, while busy chefs and waiters shuttled between the brightly lit kitchen and dining tables. The air in the restaurant was filled with a mixture of various spices and heat, the atmosphere that Li Ming loved the most.

“你确定这个够不辣吗？”王伟疑惑地问道，指着面前那盘赤红的麻辣鸡。

"Are you sure this isn't too spicy?" Wang Wei asked in confusion, pointing at the plate of bright red spicy chicken in front of him.

“绝对不辣。”李明嘴角微翘，一副控制了整个世界的样子。

"It's absolutely not spicy." Li Ming's lips curled up, as if he controlled the whole world.

李明知道王伟对辣食的免疫力，所以他尽量不让厨师添加太多辣椒。然而不巧的是，厨师可能误解了他的意思，相反地呈上了一盘景象惨烈的火辣麻辣鸡。

Knowing Wang Wei's intolerance for spicy food, Li Ming had asked the chefs to not add too much chili. Unfortunately, it seemed that the chefs misunderstood him and instead served a plate of intensely spicy and numbingly hot chicken.

这真是一个悲剧的开始。当王伟吃下第一口后，他彷佛吞下了一块炭火，再也无法动弹。他的脸色如八月的大西瓜，从红到紫，然后又变成了死白。而他的喉咙就像有火焰在跳舞，温度高得惊人。

It was truly a tragic beginning. When Wang Wei took the first bite, it felt as if he had swallowed a piece of burning charcoal, leaving him unable to move. His face turned from red to purple, like a watermelon in August, before finally becoming pale as if he was deathly ill. His throat felt as if there were flames dancing inside, the heat was astonishing.

而李明则哈哈大笑，“看你的样子，我想我应该在你面前摆一个‘刺激警告’的牌子！” 随后他还是半推半就的帮王伟点了一份醋溜土豆丝和凉白菜，冰凉清爽的口感让王伟恢复了一些元气。

Meanwhile, Li Ming burst into laughter. "Look at you, I think I should put up a 'stimulation warning' sign in front of you!" Then, half reluctant, Li Ming ordered a plate of vinegar potatoes and cold cabbage salad for Wang Wei. The cool and refreshing taste helped Wang Wei regain some energy.

忍受了这场灾难后，王伟看着依然欢快的李明，轻轻咳嗽了一声，然后举起啤酒，“你等着瞧，下次我带你去吃我的家乡菜，确保你也会流泪。”

After enduring this disaster, Wang Wei looked at Li Ming, who was still cheerful, and coughed softly. Then, raising his beer, he said, "Just you wait, next time I'll take you to eat the cuisine from my hometown. I guarantee it will make you shed tears too."

风中的年轮在城市上空摇曳，轻轻吟唱着北京的夜。这次吃饭让两人再也没有忘记，成了他们无数回忆中最具独特色彩的一段。他们明白，无论是甜是辣，友谊的味道总能让人回味无穷。

The rings of time swayed in the wind above the city, gently singing the night of Beijing. This meal became an unforgettable memory for both of them, adding a unique touch to their countless memories. They understood that whether sweet or spicy, the taste of friendship always leaves people yearning for more.

故事以笑声和承诺结束，和王伟一样辣的夜，和李明一样灿烂的笑，都封存在了这个非凡的北京夜晚。而那个灼热的麻辣鸡，宛如生活中的挑战，给我们带来惊喜也带来泪水，而友情的甘甜总是在最后等待我们。

The story ended with laughter and a promise. Just as spicy as Wang Wei's night and as radiant as Li Ming's smile, they were both sealed in this extraordinary Beijing night. And that fiery and spicy chicken, like a challenge in life, brought us surprises and tears, but the sweetness of friendship always awaits us in the end.