It was me who hit you. chapter 1

I work as a waiter at the most upscale luxury hotel in the city. There’s one incident that happened on this day that I’ll never forget.

It was noon. A middle – aged woman accompanied an old lady in her sixties into our restaurant. The middle – aged woman was well – dressed and had an air of elegance. The old lady, on the other hand, clearly looked like she was from the countryside. She carried a small bundle on her back, looking just like the grandmas in my hometown. I couldn’t figure out their relationship, but seeing how affectionate the middle – aged woman was towards the old lady, I thought to myself that it was rare to see a younger person bring such a rustic – looking old person out for a meal these days. So I quickly stepped forward, warmly arranged seats for them, and invited them to order food.