Looking at the sky that was about to rain, Wan Ge quickened her pace, wanting to run home as fast as possible, but when she was still a few dozen meters away from home, she bumped into someone.
Wan Ge immediately helped the man up, and looking at the man wearing sunglasses, picked up the cane he had just dropped. Only then did she realize that she had bumped into someone who was blind.
"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, are you alright?" Wan Ge asked with concern in her eyes, afraid that she might have accidentally hurt the person.
The boy shook his head, his voice soft and gentle: "I'm fine, sister. How about you? Are you alright?"
Wan Ge looked at the boy who was a head taller than her. The boy looked very young, with fair skin. He was wearing sunglasses, but you could tell he was very handsome. Even with the sunglasses covering his eyes, he was still very good-looking.
"I'm fine. Are you going out? But it's about to rain, so remember to take an umbrella."
The boy replied, "I'm going out to buy some food, I'll be back soon."
Looking at the gray sky, Wan Ge remembered bumping into someone earlier: "Do you live here too? Me too. How about we come over for a meal? I live on the twelfth floor."
"Won't this be too much trouble?" the boy asked with some concern.
Wan Ge quickly shook her head: "No, no, I usually live alone. It's actually harder to control one's appetite when eating alone, and it's also quite lonely to eat alone. I would be very happy if you were willing to eat with me."
"Then I'll have to trouble you, sister."
Seeing how well-behaved and sensible the boy was, Wan Ge's heart softened instantly. She took his hand and led him back into the apartment behind.
Unbeknownst to Wan Ge, the young man was subtly curving his lips into a smile at that moment.
Sister, is that you back?
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Wan Ge brought the man home, poured him a glass of water, and then immediately went into the kitchen.
She had just tied on her apron and was about to cook when she heard the sound of a cup breaking in the living room.
Wan Ge immediately returned to the living room and saw the boy who had been sitting in the chair looking like he wanted to squat down and pick up the broken pieces. When she saw him reach out to touch them, Wan Ge quickly went over and held his hand.
"What do you want to do? Do you want to directly access the fragments?"
The boy lowered his head slightly: "I'm sorry, sister, I've caused you trouble. I couldn't see and accidentally knocked the cup over."
Looking at the boy's small, scattered wounds, Wan Ge realized that it was probably because he couldn't see them that he had gotten so many wounds on his hands.
"It's okay, don't touch it, don't hurt your hand, I'll sweep it."
After Wan Ge finished speaking, she helped the person back to a chair, then picked up a broom and swept away all the fragments. Because one of the people was unable to see, she checked the debris very carefully.
After doing all this, Wange poured him another glass of water and placed it directly in his hand.
Wan Ge made him honey water, so the boy tasted a sweet flavor when he drank it.
Wan Ge returned to the kitchen to wash rice, cook it, and prepare the ingredients for the vegetables.
In less than an hour, Wan Ge had prepared dinner.
The aroma of the food was irresistible; it looked incredibly appetizing just from the smell.
Wan Ge gave him a spoon, considering that he was blind, so this time the dishes were all cooked with a spoon, which was more convenient.
"Try it and see if you like it."
Upon hearing this, the boy scooped up a spoonful and put it in his mouth. Instantly, the flavor of the food burst forth in his mouth—a delicious and familiar taste.
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