A bowl of fish soup noodles with rich umami flavor and chewy noodles—Charles had never tasted anything like it before.
During his wandering days, his only criterion for food was that it could fill his stomach. Such a delicacy nearly made him swallow his tongue.
Anna tucked her hair behind her ear, picked up her chopsticks, and started eating quietly. The two of them sat across from each other at the table like siblings.
Charles was obviously very hungry, and in no time, most of the noodles in the soup had been scooped up.
Anna moved her bowl closer, and the two bowls clinked together with a crisp sound.
She picked up the noodles from her own bowl and put them into Charles's bowl.
This scene left Charles momentarily stunned, and the next second, the usually cheerful boy suddenly burst into tears. He jumped off the stool and leapt into Anna's arms. "Why are you so good to me? Can you stop being so nice to me? I'm afraid you'll send me back after being so nice."
