Jiang Zijin was only three or four when she arrived at Lantian Orphanage. Her parents had shielded her with their own bodies in a car accident, and both of them died. From then on, she stopped crying, fussing, and speaking. She just stared into space, looking up at the sky or down at the ground. The other children mocked her as a mute and crowded around to bully her. Only one boy stood up for her: Zhang Junjia. He, too, had been abandoned at the orphanage's doorstep. Every day after school, he was the first to rush back, telling the silent Jiang Zijin about all the beautiful things he had seen. Even if this is a dream, as long as you're in it, I want to keep dreaming forever.
