"I don't think it's a disgraceful matter, I just don't want to mention it," Yeqian suddenly smiled, "Sometimes I also wonder what my parents were like? Do they know I am living in such difficulty now? That was a time when I was really sad."
Only those who have truly experienced it can understand that deep sense of helplessness and sorrow. At that time, he was only five, yet had already faced such hopelessness.
It was originally a rather unpleasant memory, yet his expression did not fluctuate; perhaps when one is extremely sad, they become numb.
"At the age of ten, I was pushed into the middle of the road. Cars passed by me, and for the first time in life, I felt death approaching."
Those dark days in the orphanage were slowly recounted by Yeqian. As Qiao Xiaren listened by his side, her heart also tore painfully, no one wants to dig up their dark past in front of the public.
