strayed into the world

The next morning.

When Chen ordered the servants to bring the prepared breakfast into the dining room, he saw Quan Ce was already sitting in the dining room reading the morning newspaper, and was surprised when he came back. When he asked him, he just answered lightly, last night.

As for when he came back last night and what happened after he came back, Quan Ce didn't want to say more.Chen noticed an exquisite box on the dining table, which should have been brought back by Quan Ce, and dared not guess his intentions.I had to do my own thing.

Quan Ce's page of the newspaper hadn't been turned over an hour ago, and he didn't even know what it was about.Looking at it unconsciously, his thoughts were easily drawn by that person, the bracelet, the cup, the boiling water, and that damned smile...all of them can't be erased and forgotten, which made him very upset chaos.

As for why he sat in the dining room, it was probably because only the dining room could see him without any worries.

Another hour passed, and Quan Ce felt a little uneasy, why he hadn't seen that figure passing by yet.It's past time for the servants to eat, so it's possible that I misremembered the time.So I asked the steward,

"Chen, when will the servants eat?"

"Seven o'clock."

It's almost 08:30 now, and the little guy hasn't shown up yet.Is it possible that you are sick?Or... Quan Ce was thinking wildly, when he saw that pure white figure staggering towards this side, with a head of fluffy and messy hair, rubbing his bleary eyes.His face was much paler than last night, could it be because of the light?It always feels almost transparent, which makes people inexplicably uneasy.

At this time, he realized that he was looking at him, and immediately dodged like a cat, his timid movements were a little stiff, he didn't dare to look at himself but still greeted him politely,

"Morning, young master."

"En." He responded softly.Quan Ce didn't want to worry about why he got up late, just took it as an occasional pardon for him.Pointing to the seat opposite, said,

"eat here."

"Yes."

This time he was not in a daze anymore, he obediently pulled out the chair and sat down, Quan Ce picked up the newspaper again and pretended to read it, but his gaze never took away from him.

Xu Chi said that he had chronic stomach problems and severe malnutrition.Previously, Quan Ce wondered that the food of the whole family was rich even for the servants. The same food was good for other people to eat and sleep well, but he looked pitifully skinny and malnourished.Seeing him eating now, I finally understand why.

Seeing him shaking the chopsticks in his right hand, he struggled to hold the fried egg clumsily, and dropped it several times. ...Is he...

"left handed?"

Qing Che was stunned, then nodded, "..."

"Why don't you use your left hand?"

"..." Qing Che subconsciously tightened her left hand under the table.

Chen who just came in was really surprised to hear that Qing Che was left-handed. He hadn't found out that Qing Che was left-handed for the past three years.When I came here in the first year, I wanted to say that this kid was very clumsy, and he was procrastinating in eating. After everyone finished eating, he still had half of it left.Later, he got up earlier than everyone else, and barely caught up with everyone.Self-blame and guilt filled his heart, Chen felt distressed and apologetic,

"It's all my fault for not noticing, Qing Che, it's okay if you use your left hand when eating from now on."

"Thank you, butler, I'm fine." After all these years, it doesn't matter whether I change or not.What's more, everyone eats with the right hand. If he uses his left hand, he will bump into the person next to him.Qing Che didn't want to cause trouble, and she didn't want to cast another look at the villa.

It's just that he didn't know that his little thoughts had been seen by Quan Ce, and he looked at the housekeeper,

"He will eat here from now on."

Chen was a little astonished, and after a moment of stunned, he nodded knowingly,

"Yes, I understand."

Quan Ce once again set his eyes on the quiet child, and he never changed his left hand from the beginning to the end.