Awaken: I See Tags, I Rewrite My Life
Chapter 44: She Is Special

Chapter 44: Chapter 44: She Is Special

Bridgehead Restaurant.

Tian Xiang generously put out a piece of nine cents, letting Meng Cheng’an order whatever he wanted.

Coming here to work, Hu Honglian had given her daughter five yuan for meals.

Tian Xiang exchanged three yuan for meal tickets, spent one dime on breakfast buns, and had one yuan and nine cents left, which she showed all of it, not hiding a single cent.

Today, the Bridgehead Restaurant’s menu includes steamed pork with rice flour, braised fish pieces, braised pig’s trotters, and the regular sautéed twice-cooked pork and shredded lean pork, along with four seasonal side dishes and two soups.

Main courses are white rice, steamed buns, rolls, noodles, and special baked pancakes.

Meng Cheng’an’s gaze hovered over a few side dishes, then he asked her, "What do you like to eat?"

Tian Xiang stared at the words "braised pig’s trotter", "How about we get this?"

"Okay."

"And some steamed pork with rice flour."

"Sure."

"Let’s have pancakes as the main dish, start with three, add more if needed."

"Alright."

Tian Xiang: "Is that enough?"

Meng Cheng’an looked at the two meat dishes and suggested, "How about getting a soup too?"

Tian Xiang nodded, "How about meatball soup?"

Meng Cheng’an: "..."

Looks like she really likes meat!

Well, it’s hard for people not to like meat, only he is special, not fitting in.

Meng Cheng’an: "Vegetable egg soup maybe, to cut the grease."

Tian Xiang: "Yeah, that works."

With eggs, it’s still a bit hearty.

One paid, the other gave the tickets.

Two dishes, one soup, and three pancakes totaled one yuan and four cents.

Great, there’s still five cents left.

Soon, the dishes were served.

Tian Xiang ate a piece of meat, then a bite of pancake, savoring each bite.

However, she soon noticed Meng Cheng’an on the other side ate little meat, his bowl was mostly soup and vegetables.

Tian Xiang: "Why aren’t you eating meat? Eat up!"

This kind of dish, you only get to eat during the New Year.

Meng Cheng’an: "I am eating." He said, picking up a piece of sweet potato from beneath the steamed pork with rice flour.

Tian Xiang: "Eat the meat!" This person is being too polite.

Tian Xiang took a pair of chopsticks from the bamboo cylinder, picked a large piece intending to give it to him.

Meng Cheng’an’s expression changed, using his hand to cover the bowl.

Tian Xiang: "???"

Meng Cheng’an lowered his head, hesitated a moment, then said, "I’m not really fond of meat."

Tian Xiang: "???"

Did she hear wrong? How could there be someone in the world who doesn’t like meat?

This...

"Why didn’t you say earlier!" Apart from that soup, everything ordered was meat!

Tian Xiang: "Let’s order two more dishes then."

She still had five cents, she could afford it.

Meng Cheng’an: "No need."

Tian Xiang: "How come there’s no need? Since I’m hosting, you should eat well and drink well."

Meng Cheng’an didn’t fuss about ordering anymore, instead putting down his chopsticks and asking her, "Do you think I’m strange?"

A little, yes.

But...

"Well, to each their own. Even though it’s all meat, I don’t like lamb. You don’t like pork, it’s nothing, very normal."

Tian Xiang thought he just didn’t like pork.

Meng Cheng’an didn’t explain further, just pursed his lips and quietly smiled.

Tian Xiang put down a piece of bone, "Why are you laughing?"

This sly one, always elusive, she hadn’t said anything wrong, yet he was chuckling there.

Meng Cheng’an: "I find you quite strange too."

Tian Xiang: "What’s strange about me?"

Meng Cheng’an shook his head.

He didn’t want to say.

Back when he first started working, colleagues mocked him for being sick when they heard he didn’t like meat.

But she just said, to each their own.

Meng Cheng’an: "How about ordering some napa cabbage?"

"Sure."

The two ordered more dishes.

After that bit, Meng Cheng’an relaxed a lot more, even took the initiative to tell Tian Xiang: "I’m colorblind, the job at the Mechanical Factory was thanks to my grandpa’s recommendation letter from the director. Usually, I don’t do drawing work, just other tasks. Can you keep today’s matter a secret for me?"

Tian Xiang asked softly, "How many people know about this?"

Meng Cheng’an: "Clearly aware of the situation are only you and my grandpa. Whether others suspect or noticed, I’m not sure."

Tian Xiang: "I think Lu Feng suspects you." Otherwise, he wouldn’t have done this.

Meng Cheng’an nodded, "I’ll be more careful in the future."

Tian Xiang also suspected Chen Yong knew since it was him who talked about Meng Cheng’an’s troubles.

But after two days of interaction, Tian Xiang found Chen Yong’s character not great, but his intentions seemed not bad.

She’d find a chance to ask privately.

Tian Xiang: "Don’t worry, I’m very good at keeping things to myself."

Meng Cheng’an nodded.

While waiting for dishes, Tian Xiang softly asked him, "I mean no offense, just pure curiosity. Can you not see any color at all? Is it like in your vision everything is like a photo, just black, white, and gray?"

Meng Cheng’an looked up at her.

In the past, indeed, his vision only had black, white, and gray.

But now, because of someone special, what he saw was a bit different.

Meng Cheng’an: "What color is your scarf?"

Tian Xiang glanced at it in confusion, "Red."

So, this is red.

Meng Cheng’an: "And your clothes?"

Tian Xiang was wearing an almond-colored background coat with red and white plaid stripes today.

She pointed to the colors on it one by one for Meng Cheng’an, this is red, this is white, the base is beige, also called almond.

Tian Xiang was more and more puzzled, "Why are you asking this?"

Meng Cheng’an: "I want to know the names corresponding to these colors."

Huh?

But you’re unable to see colors, what’s the point in asking.

However, she didn’t say much more, afraid she might offend her.

Just then, the newly ordered greens arrived.

Tian Xiang directly pushed it in front of him, "Hurry up and eat."

Then she bit into another pig’s trotter herself.

Meng Cheng’an took a bite of vegetables, a bite of pancake, his gaze occasionally lingering on Tian Xiang.

Actually, he wanted to ask about her love of meat and her talkative little mouth, what color it was, not quite red, but very pretty.

But he knew that was abrupt, impolite.

The two had a pleasant meal.

Since Meng Cheng’an didn’t like meat, Tian Xiang couldn’t finish the two big dishes alone, and packed half of them to take home for her parents.

Leaving the restaurant, since it was still early, Tian Xiang didn’t let Meng Cheng’an see her off, planning to go back herself.

When parting, Meng Cheng’an said, "Today, you..."

He pointed at Tian Xiang’s head, "A new hairstyle?"

Tian Xiang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly remembered. Earlier, she had drawn eyebrows to make herself look ugly and tied a ponytail up high.

After things worked out later, she only removed the eyebrows, forgetting about the hair.

Tian Xiang patted her forehead, "Work needs, forgot to undo it."

Saying this, she reached for her hair.

Meng Cheng’an got on his bicycle, casually said, "It’s okay, it’s quite cute."

After saying that, he rode off, the corners of his mouth lifting, getting bigger and bigger, eventually chuckling quietly.

Tian Xiang bewilderedly watched the departing figure, then blushed, muttering softly, "This sly one, is he really complimenting or just teasing me?"