Chapter 309 Sharpshooter

Life had been a whirlwind lately, so I just had not had the chance to hang out with Sweety. After saying hi, I wheeled Charlie through the Riverside Night Market, where the night buzzed with life and laughter. I was a bit worried the crowds might bum Charlie out since he was in his wheelchair. Even though he was tall enough to be at eye level with some of the shorter folks while sitting down, getting around was not easy for him. In addition, he was the kind of good-looking that turned heads, and sure enough, people kept sneaking peeks at him, some even trying to snap secret photos. He seemed not to like that much, often dodging the camera's eye. The street was alive with vendors selling all sorts of goodies. I was loving the vibe and asked, "Are you hungry? Have you seen anything fun you want to try?" He shook his head, his expression unreadable. Although he did not look upset, I guessed he was okay. We stopped by a shooting game. Charlie peered curiously, "What's this about?" "