Wen Yizhen might have suspected that he was hallucinating, as after the man's voice had firmly pronounced two words, his unearthly and indifferent tone unexpectedly dropped a pitch and said, "You're sick, you should avoid cold food."
At first listen, his tone didn't seem different from usual, but as a childhood friend, Wen Yizhen understood him too well. Listening carefully, it was clearly verging on coaxing.
"...Are you really so heartless as to deny a sick person's simple request? Won't your conscience hurt?"
The sick, not only do they become slightly more petulant and arrogant, but their tastes change as well.
Ming Ge really wanted to eat ice cream and was negotiating with the man, "What if I just have one bite?"
She gestured the size of "one" with her fingers.
