A Timid Six-Year-Old, Invincible When He Cries

My name is Wang Gang. I guard the entrance to the archives at the Anomaly Management Bureau.

I'm lame in one leg and don't have much going for me.

I've got a son named Zhou Xiaosong.

He's six, and more timid than a mouse.

I've never asked anyone for anything in my life. I have just one request.

Don't scare my son.

Because...

When he cries, the sky falls.

My job every day is cleaning up after him.

Editing surveillance footage, deleting files.

Apologizing to people.

“I'm sorry. My kid is timid. He really didn't mean to demolish your house.”