The fragrance of food was brought around by a young man. Making some unrecognizable sounds, the man seemed to be telling them to eat up. It seemed like this man was dumb. The young owner of the restaurant followed behind the man and looked strangely at Chu Qiao and Li Ce. Taken aback, Chu Qiao looked back at her. As if she felt her gaze, the owner smiled, and said, "Miss, you are not mistaken, I am blind."
The moment the noodles reached the table, Li Ce started devouring the food.
Chu Qiao was overwhelmed with awkwardness as she replied, "Oh, excuse me."
"It is okay," the owner replied, before whispering, "I've been blind since I was young, but it hasn't been that inconvenient beyond having trouble shopping for food."
Chu Qiao started to eat her bowl of noodles, but she suddenly recalled something. "If you cannot see, how did you know to call me 'miss'?"
"I smelled magnolia. Freshly picked magnolia, in fact."
