Xu Xiguang lost the opportunity to see the light forever when she was four years old. Only her elderly grandmother accompanied her step by step on crutches.
Others were praising Xu Xiguang for her beauty and cuteness, but she didn't know her own appearance or even what her grandma looked like. She could only reach out and gently touch the wrinkles on her grandma's face again and again.
Although Xu Xiguang cannot see, his sense of hearing and smell are particularly sensitive. Grandma gradually lost the strength to continue sending her to school, so she mustered up the courage to walk alone on the road she had traveled countless times, but she still almost lost her way.
"You're going the wrong way, this way."
The guide cane was gently pulled in another direction, and a pleasant male voice came to my ears.
"Thank you."
Xu Xiguang heard from the footsteps that this person seemed to have an injury on his foot and was walking with a limp.
Every day after that, I could hear light and heavy footsteps ten meters behind me, as well as the faint smell of lemon soap.
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On the day when college freshmen reported, Xu Xiguang hurried to the gymnasium. When he saw the door, he was about to rush in, but someone grabbed him by the collar and said, "You went wrong, this way."
She turned around and smelled the familiar smell of lemon soap on the tip of her nose. She raised her eyes in shock and looked in the direction where the man left.
What caught my eye was Meng Fanyi's limping back.
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Not long after he enrolled as a freshman, Meng Fanyi became a frequent visitor to the confession wall on campus. His roommates started teasing him, but he didn't respond.
Until a familiar face appeared on the screen, and a trace of fluctuation finally flashed in his eyes.
One evening, the girl and her senior left the library side by side, and Meng Fanyi followed her until they parted.
Who would have thought that the first thing Xu Xiguang saw when he saw him was not greetings, but: "Meng Fanyi, are your feet tired?"
The man didn't answer, only said: "You still have bad taste."
"Yes, it sucks." Xu Xiguang recalled the scene when he confessed to being rejected when he graduated from high school, and laughed at himself, "So are you going to reject me twice?"
So bad that he actually liked a lame guy like himself for so many years
Concept: Everyone is imperfect, but everyone's life should be happy