Next year, crybaby, gentle brother VS hidden, crazy criticizing sister, a little bit of abuse
Jiang Haoyao was adopted when he was six years old, thinking that he would have a family from now on.
However, the new "father" took her to an unfamiliar market and quietly negotiated the price with others.
She broke away and ran away, and met the boy huddled behind a cardboard box at the end of a dirty alley.
He was dirtier than her, but his eyes were as bright as stars without dust.
"I don't have a name," he said.
Jiang Haoyao took his skinny hand and gave him a glimmer of light that was secretly left in his name: "Then let's call you 'Jiang Shu'. From now on, I will describe every day to you."
From that day on, the two abandoned souls began to piece together clumsily, a rainy but warm sunny day that only belonged to them.
