Gan Yuan immediately glared at him, "I think... you're not hungry!"
The little fellow then pouted and showed her a smile that was heartbreaking.
"I'm really not hungry, I don't want to eat."
From here, the sound of rain could be heard, and he didn't want Gan Yuan to go out and buy food for him in such heavy rain, especially since he really didn't have an appetite.
Seeing the little fellow's thoughts, the thin anger that had risen in Gan Yuan immediately melted into a bellyful of heartache. She reached out to pull up the blanket for him and gently kissed his forehead.
"Wait for me a moment, I'll go see if there's a Chinese restaurant nearby and get you a bowl of porridge."
"I'm really not hungry," the little fellow said.
He hadn't eaten much for breakfast and had been through so much since; how could he not be hungry.
"Nonsense," Gan Yuan said as she took out her wallet from her backpack, "Close your eyes and rest for a while, mommy will be back quickly. Be good, okay?"