Ivy Among Thorns

Children of the original family. The control of the "wolf mother" is an airtight wall, and the indulgence of the "cat father" is gentle and deadly candy. I have a disease where I can "see" emotions. My mother's anxiety is like a pricking thorn, and my father's cowardice is like a twining vine. They have grown into a tattoo of thorns on my heart, and I cry blood day and night. I wrote this endless pain into a book, thinking it was the only way out, until the man named Jiang Yuan said to me: "Your thorn is beautiful, but it should not belong to you."