In the luxurious luxury store, no one is buying. All the salespeople were taken away from the store, leaving only the haggard woman "sitting" in a wheelchair, wearing gauze, and a gentle-looking man wearing a designer suit who helped push the wheelchair for her. The woman's face was pale and her eyes were looking forward blankly. The man was not impatient at all. He knelt on the ground and gently hung a valuable, but low-key and restrained bracelet on her thin wrist. "Do you like this?" The salesperson hiding behind the cabinet door heard the man say this with a pious and considerate expression. While squatting on the ground, at the same height as the woman's wheelchair, he helped the woman caress the woolen blanket woven by craftsmen on his knees. I don't know what the woman said, but her bloodless lips moved slightly, and the man's face turned pale in an instant, and he loosened his hands. The woman's pale hands were red and swollen. He hurriedly pushed the woman out of the luxury store. The woman "sitting" in the wheelchair couldn't bear the sudden change of speed, and fell to the side with her head weak. Her whole body was extremely weird. According to the salesperson, the moment she walked out, the tulle on the woman's legs was blown open, revealing her calves that were diseased due to muscle atrophy, with veins covering almost every inch of her skin. And on the ankle with distinct joints, there was a gold chain, and there were calluses on the side, making it look like a doll locked in the attic.
Purpose: Disability Literature