Feng Ze had changed a lot.
Before, he had always felt that most things didn't matter.
But now, he liked seeing the next day's sun.
He liked the passing of time.
He wished he could open his eyes and find it was already the week after next.
"Boss! I just saw the teacher leave the meat off your plate on purpose!" A little boy came trotting over and whispered, "I saw loads of meat left in the pot!"
The children had just lined up for lunch. Every child had gotten meat except Feng Ze.
His tray held only a few pieces of wilted cabbage and some tofu. Even the rice portion was skimpy, nowhere near enough to fill him up.
"Boss, you can have mine!" The little boy had only gotten three or four pieces of meat himself, but he still picked out the biggest, meatiest piece of chicken and put it on Feng Ze's tray.
"That Peach kid was right! The teacher must've lied to us!"
"It's been days, and none of us have caught anything!"
The little boy looked at Feng Ze and said earnestly, "We all agreed we're going to play with you from now on!"
Feng Ze didn't seem particularly interested. He gave a flat "Mm."
The little boy asked, "Boss, can we sit with you for lunch?"
There were lots of tables in the dining room, and children who were close always sat together.
Feng Ze had always eaten alone in the farthest corner. This was the first time anyone had asked to sit with him.
He paused, then said, "Whatever."
The little boy immediately waved excitedly at the next table. "Boss said yes! Come over!"
A whole crowd of children came running over with their trays, chattering as they excitedly sat down with Feng