The Everlasting Bloom Found on a Snowy Night

The year my parents abandoned me, I gave all my food to the little beggar, Lu Ye.

I was ready to die, but Lu Ye took my hand.

"You little dummy, nobody wants you, and nobody wants me either."

"From now on, we'll have only each other."

I was a "wooden doll." To pay for my treatment, he sold a kidney and his blood,

worked delivering food and on construction sites, and even gave up his dream of becoming a pilot to clean windows high above the ground,

all the while his childhood sweetheart earned the Medal of Honor as a pilot and received global acclaim in a live broadcast.

Then he suddenly brought me a bowl of suan tangzi and held me in his arms, breaking down.

"You little dummy, I wish you hadn't saved me back then. I should have starved to death in the snow!"

"I've taken care of you for twelve years. I'm so tired, so tired."

The news had been repeating all day yesterday that suan tangzi was made from spoiled ingredients, was highly poisonous, and could kill anyone who drank it.

I knew, but I smiled and patted his back to comfort him.

"Ye, don't be afraid. I'll set you free."