Andrew quickly came back to his senses, smiling as he replied, "Oh, yes, I like canned food."
"I like it too, especially from this store," the girl said, taking two cans from the shelf and placing them in the shopping cart. She smiled at him again, saying, "You don't even need to check the expiry dates, they're all from this week, very fresh, and taste good too."
"Ah, do you also live nearby?" Andrew asked, then placing the cans in the cart.
The girl nodded, "Yes, Andrew, do you cook for yourself too?" She noticed some vegetables and meat in his cart.
"Occasionally," Andrew was modest, "I eat a lot at the company."
"The company food is pretty good."
"Is your hand feeling better now?"
"It's okay."
The two chatted briefly, then went their separate ways.
Ansel drove Agnes to the apartment building, and as the car just stopped, he turned to her, "Bubu, you haven't gotten your driver's license yet, have you?"
Since her sister had a car accident, she had become quite fearful of getting her driver's license.
After deciding several times, she ultimately didn't sign up.
She shook her head, "No, but it's very convenient for me to get to work from here, with buses and subway, and my sister has a car. You really don't need to pick me up anymore, I would feel really bad."
"Why would you feel bad?" Ansel asked, "Are you repulsed by me?"
The girl turned to him, and with seriousness in her eyes, she said, "Because I can't give you anything, I can't give you the response you need, do you understand? The nicer you are to me, the more guilty I feel."
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