Shengqing had been watching Su Yu's every move. When he saw her fumbling her way toward the stone bed, only to suddenly stop for some reason, a sudden realization struck him.
With a grave expression, Shengqing walked over to Su Yu and asked hesitantly, "Can you... not see?"
Su Yu managed to pull herself out of her embarrassment, nodding. "Yes. It's congenital. I can't see clearly."
It dawned on Shengqing.
'No wonder. After she rolled down the mountainside yesterday, she didn't even look at me or call for help. It was because she couldn't see.'
A trace of heartache appeared in Shengqing's eyes as he looked at Su Yu. He reached out and took her hand. "Come on, I'll lead you."
Su Yu obediently let him lead her to a stone stool by the bonfire. Shengqing carefully cut the roasted meat into small pieces, wrapped them in a large, heat-insulating leaf, and placed the bundle in her hands.
Then, he asked with some hesitation, "Do you need me to feed you?"
