As soon as Qiao Zhen finished speaking, An Zhao shook off Qiao Zhen's hand and stubbornly held onto the handrail to walk down. Sometimes he would lose his balance and stagger a few times, which made Qiao Zhen tremble with fear.
"Young Master, I won't ask anymore. Let me help you, okay?" Qiao Zhen followed beside him, and even those who were watching were scared away by her fierce glare.
An Zhao didn't want to talk to her, but he couldn't do without her. This fact made An Zhao increasingly anxious. He went down the stairs in a daze, but missed a step. In the instant he fell, all he knew was that he would be surrounded by people, pointed at and talked about, like a lump of mud, accepting other people's disappointment.
Qiao Zhen quickly grabbed An Zhao's arm, pulled him back, and threw him onto herself. Unable to withstand the impact of An Zhao's movements, she fell onto the steps with a thud. "Young Master, are you alright?" she whispered in An Zhao's ear.
A soft yet high-pitched voice rang out, "Ahhhhh, this girl is so cool! She pulled her boyfriend back in one go, waaaaah, the guy is super handsome too, they're such a perfect match! Why is it that we all only had nine years of compulsory education, but you girls are so outstanding?!"
In an instant, several young girls, their hearts filled with girlish excitement, whispered their admiration for the scene, which was just as thrilling as a novel.
An Zhao hurriedly stood up, forgetting that he was on the steps, and missed a step again, this time tumbling into Qiao Zhen's arms. "I...I can't see..."
Qiao Zhen's lower back hit the steps. An Zhao's impact was quite strong, and she was probably covered in bruises. Despite the pain, she spoke to An Zhao as usual, "Young Master, please don't move. I'll get up and help you."
Then the girl said, "The boy can't see." She clutched her chest, pretending to be out of breath. "Oh my god, this is so romantic! It's like a real-life blind prince falling in love with me! This girl is so lucky, and this boy is so lucky too! This is what it means to meet the right person at the right time!"
Qiao Zhen gave the girl a thumbs up, which was absolutely brilliant. But she whispered to An Zhao, "Don't take what the girl said to heart. She's probably just been reading too many novels."
"A novel?" An Zhao turned her head toward the direction of Qiao Zhen's voice.
A novel is a novel, how can she explain that?
Qiao Zhen: [Xiao Ling, quickly search for a novel for me: how do you explain this when you're being serious?]
Xiao Ling: [A novel is a literary genre that focuses on character portrayal and reflects social life through a complete plot and environmental description.]
Qiao Zhen repeated to An Zhao, "That girl must have been reading a romance novel."
"Mmm," An Zhao said softly.
Qiao Zhen and An Zhao walked slowly. Because An Zhao was blind and felt insecure, by the time they reached the cafeteria, many people had already left, and it felt rather deserted. She helped An Zhao sit down and then sat opposite him. "Young Master, is there anything you'd like to eat?"
An Zhao shook his head in confusion; he was quite adorable when he was obedient.
"Then wait for me a moment." Qiao Zhen ran to buy lunch. She bought one of each dish and placed them in front of An Zhao. "Young Master, please try them."
She picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork rib with her chopsticks and held it to An Zhao's mouth, saying, "This is sweet and sour pork rib."
An Zhao opened her mouth, and Qiao Zhen stuffed the meat in. "How does it feel?"
"It's delicious."
"Then remember, your favorite dish is sweet and sour pork ribs, specifically spare ribs."
What is spare rib?
"It's a flat bone with a ring of meat around it."
"Oh." An Zhao was a little troubled by this description. What did flat bones look like?
Qiao Zhen didn't know how to explain it to him, nor could she let him touch the bone directly. She picked up a green pepper from the stir-fried green pepper and shredded pork dish and said, "Young Master, this is a green pepper."
An Zhao chewed on something called green pepper and frowned slightly.
"Green peppers are available if you don't like them."
For half an hour, Qiao Zhen helped An Zhao determine his preferences in the cafeteria—but only those preferences found there. An's father was incredibly inconsiderate; since he funded the reconstruction of the library and playground, why didn't he also subsidize the cafeteria? Food is the most important thing for people; three meals a day are the most crucial matter.
Once the cafeteria ladies started clearing away the food, Qiao Zhen placed the chopsticks in An Zhao's hand. "Young Master, please eat whatever you pick up. I'll eat first."
"Okay." An Zhao held her chopsticks, used her sense of smell to poke at the food on her plate, and then clumsily picked it up with her chopsticks.
I was so focused on feeding An Zhao that she hadn't even had a bite to eat yet. She devoured the food on the table in just five minutes.
After he finished eating, she continued to feed An Zhao, choosing all the foods he liked. An Zhao ate much more than before, and Qiao Zhen was very satisfied with her performance.
That evening, Qiao Zhen took An Zhao back again. An Zhao never did his homework, and no one dared to pay attention to him. He had nothing to do, so how could someone who was so bored be in a good mood?
So Qiao Zhen downloaded all the good songs from her phone to An Zhao's phone, then plugged in her earphones and let An Zhao listen to the songs, saying, "Young Master, please listen to the songs first."
An Zhao, who hadn't been asked these questions for over a decade, was still quite unfamiliar with them and only knew how to make voice calls.
Qiao Zhen sometimes had to consider how An's father viewed An Zhao. If An's father didn't like An Zhao, he still went along with An Zhao's wishes and let An Zhao attend a normal school, even providing financial support. Moreover, he hadn't married for more than ten years. You know, a diamond bachelor like An's father is very sought after.
But if An's father liked An Zhao, then why did he turn a blind eye to An Zhao for more than ten years, letting him suffer and immerse himself in darkness?
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