Shen Zhiyu also took a chopstick of meat and put it in Xia Beiqing's bowl.

"You should eat more. It's too thin."

Xia Beiqing picked up the piece of meat in the bowl and slowly stuffed it into his mouth.

Shen Zhiyu smiles and picks up the meat Xia Beiqing put in his bowl. He eats it as if it is more delicious than anything in the world.

"That's right." Shen Zhiyu suddenly thought of something. He looked up and leaned toward Xia Bei. He said, "I'll go out tomorrow and come back in the afternoon."

Xia Beiqing nodded.

Shen Zhiyu smiles at him and continues to eat with his head down.

But Xia Beiqing looked at Shen Zhiyu, but he never looked away. He couldn't turn his eyes. In his silent eyes, it seemed that he could not help showing a trace of reluctance. However, he was stiffly suppressed and became a kind of relief.

The next day, before going out, Shen Zhiyu came to Xia Beiqing's room and said hello.

"To the north, I'll go out first."

There's no response in there.

Shen Zhiyu guessed that he might still be sleeping. When he went outside the gate, he still told Aunt Liu.

"Aunt Liu, please look at him more. You'd better knock on his door every other time."

Aunt Liu nodded: "OK, you can rest assured."

After Shen Zhiyu left, Aunt Liu helped Xia Beiqing make breakfast.

Xia Beiqing sat at the dining table without taking two bites of breakfast. He reached out and rang the bell.

Hearing the bell, Aunt Liu ran from the room.

"Mr. Xia, what's the matter?"

Xia Beiqing wrote on the paper with a pen.

——Do you have any fruit?

Aunt Liu opened the refrigerator and said, "there are apples, bananas and some red bayberry. Which would you like, Mr. Xia?"

Xia Bei leans to write on paper.

——I want to eat watermelon. Can you buy me a watermelon?

"This..."

Shen Zhiyu asked her to look after Xia Beiqing before she left. She was really worried about going out and left Xia Beiqing alone at home.

Aunt Liu said, "Mr. Xia, if you want to eat some other fruits first, I'll help you buy watermelon when Mr. Shen comes back."

Xia Beiqing suddenly put his water cup on the table heavily. His face sank down and he wrote on the paper hard. He was obviously angry.

——I just want to eat a watermelon. Why wait for him to come back!

Aunt Liu looked embarrassed: "excuse me, Mr. Xia. After Mr. Shen comes back, I will help you to buy it. Will you wait a little longer?"

——Forget it. If you don't buy it, I'll buy it myself.

Xia Beiqing threw the pen on the table and turned the wheelchair towards the door.

Aunt Liu was startled. She rushed over and stood in front of the gate: "Mr. Xia, you can't go out alone. You... Your situation is too dangerous."

Xia Beiqing suddenly raised a bitter smile, nodded, then turned his wheelchair back to the living room, picked up the pen and paper on the dining table to write.

——Yes, I'm disabled. I can't even talk. I don't want to eat a watermelon. I can't go out and buy it myself.

Seeing this sentence, Aunt Liu immediately felt distressed. She couldn't see Xia Beiqing's sad and depressed appearance.

Tangled for a long time, in the end, she really had no choice but to nod.

"OK, don't get excited. I'll go out and buy it for you right away. It's in the supermarket nearby. I'll be back soon."

Aunt Liu turned back to the room, took her wallet, and hurried out of the door.

Looking at Aunt Liu's leaving figure, Xia Beiqing suddenly seemed to have let out her breath and was paralyzed in a wheelchair.