As soon as Xie Mingtai came down to earth, he had a child in his arms.
Colleagues bumped into him and praised him repeatedly: "It's okay, it's so fast. You've been here for a month. Could it be that you're being treated as a receiver?"
Xie Mingtai's face turned dark: "I picked it up, don't spread it around."
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The children picked up are good at everything, they are smart, obedient and don't cause trouble, but they don't like to talk much.
As time goes by, the way he looks at himself becomes more and more strange, and he cries easily.
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Finally one day, the child has to run away from home...
A model for me to flow half as a master and apprentice
Purpose: The kindness of a drop of water should be repaid by a spring of water