The girl's voice was clear and pleasant, and her wailing made people feel pity for her. "I have been disabled since I was a child, my muscles have atrophied, and I am as skinny as a chicken's claw. Please... please don't look at me..."
The slightly rough hand wiped the moisture from the corners of the girl's eyes. The office fell into silence with only slight rustling sounds.
A small white shoe was placed on the chair with a sock hanging on it.
Cheng Shuangqiu watched his trouser legs rolled up to his calves, and his feet, which he despised the most, being gently wiped. No matter how many times he looked at it, his feet always looked ugly.
“It’s not that ugly actually.”
Fang Ming said softly, "Flaws are a kind of beauty in a small group, but you just can't appreciate them."
Inexplicably, Fang Ming played the role of a caring older brother and said something to comfort a child, "Your appearance is already outstanding enough,... at least it's white enough, and it's cute?"
Cheng Shuangqiu buried his head in his long hair again, "That's a very bad statement, uncle!"
Fang Ming didn't care. "At least I think you don't lack suitors, right?"
The girl shook her head. "Last year, I received a love letter that was sold at a scrap yard for $1.20. More than one person confessed to me in public, saying that he didn't mind my disability and would take care of me for the rest of my life."
"What do you think?"
"I thought this statement was disgusting, so I asked my sister to beat them up so that they wouldn't dare come near me."
"I can only say that they suffered a loss because they can't speak." Fang Ming observed carefully for a long time and finally found that this foot was not injured. He put it down silently and lifted up her other foot.
"Uncle... do you have a partner?" The girl asked with her hands tightly entwined.
"No." Fang Ming remained calm and continued.
"But if we talk about women, there might not be enough space for them in one dormitory."
"Oh...that's amazing."
The office fell silent again. The mist outside the window was floating around, as if it was watching.
"If it were you...what would you say?"
Cheng Shuangqiu suddenly looked up, lifted her hair, and looked at Fang Ming calmly.
"What?"
She repeated, "You said those who confessed to me couldn't speak, so if...if it were you, what would you say?"
Fang Ming picked up the cotton socks and put them on, then looked up at the strange-looking girl, "Are you serious? I won't say any sweet words."
"I... just want to listen."
"Since the end of the world, I have seen many beautiful women. Some of them are not so stunning in appearance, but at certain moments, the temperament and image they exude is what attracts me the most."
"There was a drunkard with a scar on her face who always whispered to me that I was an asshole and said that I could stand to see her like that. But in fact, in my eyes, she had a very unique charm. Her scar was not a flaw, but a wonderful beauty."
"Do you know how touching it was to see that mercenary panic-stricken when I gently touched her scar?"
Cheng Shuangqiu looked at Fang Ming as he helped her put on her shoes, and a strange feeling welled up in her heart.
It was just like when she was curled up in his arms and watching him fighting with the monster, the excitement was almost too much for her to control.
The girl gently accused, "You are such a jerk, uncle, you are so terrible that you just say sweet words to other women to please me!"
She put her arm around his neck, pulled his head over, and said word by word, "I want to hear my version!"
Fang Ming couldn't understand the girl's thoughts, probably because his youth had long been buried on the construction site.
"You are beautiful, but if you are just a pretty face, that's all."
"But when we first met, I saw a quiet girl sitting in a wheelchair in the mist. She looked cute and lovely."
"You are such a quiet and well-behaved girl. I can't help but want to take your wheelchair away. I want to see you panic and struggle."
Fang Ming picked up the girl. The wind in the mist blew her hair up and he smelled a fragrance.
"Compared to your flawless appearance, your imperfections are more attractive."
"You are such a likable girl, especially your little weak legs, so cute."
Cheng Shuangqiu looked up at the man who was close to her, then looked down at her own white shoes. She felt her breathing quicken and her heart beat faster and faster, almost making it hard for her to breathe.
From another perspective, among the words that were hard for her to read, she suddenly saw one that stood out...
Admire...Remnant...
…
The girl held her neck and raised her head slightly, like a dragonfly skimming the water...
Then some water, then some more water...
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