The Blind and the Deaf - Chapter 4
The next day, when Mr. Miao came back from the goods, the little girl who looked after the store told him that a man who was blind had come to see him during the day.
“He said he just came to thank you, nothing else,” the little girl said, “and then didn’t come in. Seems to be from the clubhouse next door. I said I wanted to see you off, but he waved his hand and said no, and went back.”
Mr. Miao nodded, his heart knowing. He saw the door of the school children jumping rubber bands, so he went to the bakery to get a plate of sponge cake edges, squeezed a few milk, cut a few pieces of fruit, told the little girl to send over to the children to eat. He stood there by himself and watched, happy. He just loved to see people eating his stuff and having a good time.
After another two weeks, Mr. Miao went to the massage club again, bringing along the freshly baked egg pudding. He found the frequency quite appropriate, both from a financial standpoint and a physical one.
He plopped down in the room. The room smelled of essential oils and it made him a little sleepy. Not long afterward, 86 came in.
“Hello, Mr. Miu,” said #86.
Number 86 pushed the cart and carefully felt his way to the side of the bed. Mr. Miao put the fragrant egg pudding on it. He saw lad #86 sneak a couple of sniffs.
No. 86 skillfully followed the steps to press his acupressure points, and the soreness was spot on. Mr. Miao sighed comfortably.
After a short moment of silence, No. 86 spoke, “I’ve thought about it, Mr. Miao. Even though you can’t hear me, I can still talk to you.” He paused somewhat hesitantly, the force of the massage on his hands not decreasing. He gulped and continued, “I should be able to talk to you even more if you can’t hear me. That, what I can’t tell other guests, and what I can’t tell my coworkers …… There are still some that I don’t dare to tell my mom, usually no one listens to me, and it’s kind of weird to talk to myself, so it’s hard for me to hold it in my heart.”
Mr. Miao comfortable a little sleepy, closed his eyes.
“To tell you the truth, I actually quite want to go back to accompany my mom. My dad died early, and before I went to technical school it was my mom who got up early and took care of me. I left my mom to work, and the day I came out, I cried all night and didn’t dare to call my mom. I didn’t dare to call my mom. Every time I said I wanted to go back, my mom laughed at me for being a baby ……” He sniffled and laughed out in embarrassment, “Luckily you can’t hear me …… ah no no, I don’t mean that in a bad way!I want to be someone to see me this unproductive like, too embarrassing ……”
86 very hard massage, rambling about a lot of work, colleagues, mom, the boss is sometimes stingy, but praised him when he is still very happy la. This silent listener makes Xiao Zhang very reassuring, once the conversation box opened, Xiao Zhang extra to Mr. Miao press ten minutes. When he finished, he smiled shyly and said, “Thank you, Mr. Miao, your dessert smells so good.”
Mr. Miao was tapped on the shoulder, signaling that he was finished. He got up in silence and walked to the door of the room, looking back to see if the lad had spotted the pudding. While thinking to himself, “Silly boy, I can’t hear you, but I’ve got my hearing aid on today, ah.
