Only when they reached the meat section did Snow Spirit turn her gaze toward the man behind the counter.
"Oh? You're here today, A Xin."
The man named A Xin felt like crying, but no tears came. It's not just today. I've been here for days.
With that thought, A Xin looked at the man whose arm Snow Spirit was hugging.
At once, A Xin felt aggrieved again. He's not even that handsome. Aside from being a little darker than him, what do I lack?
Of course, that was just a momentary grumble born of jealousy. As a man with a sound outlook on life, A Xin also knew that looks were no way to judge someone's worth. Perhaps the man had strengths of his own elsewhere.
Cheng Yu, standing beside Snow Spirit, was rather surprised too. He hadn't expected the people around this little girl to all be so decent.
Whether it was the girl who took over her shift, the slightly dark-skinned young man before him, or Uncle Huzi beside Snow Spirit's stall, they all had their little flaws, but on the whole, they were decent people-good people, in the everyday sense.
Then again, given the unusual nature of Snow Spirit's soul, she wouldn't have much to do with anyone harboring ill intentions.
While he was thinking, Snow Spirit had finished choosing the meat she wanted.
"Mm, that'll do. Any more would go to waste if we couldn't finish it. A Xin, could you pack it up for me? Sorry for the trouble."
Though A Xin felt a little bitter inside, he still smiled warmly.
"Sure! No problem."
When he handed over the packaged meat, Cheng Yu reached out to take it. Only then did A Xin remember to indulge his curiosity and ask Snow Spirit,
"Little Ling,