——Since Yi left, Ling suddenly longed to leave here. Don't know why? I just want to leave.
Maybe it's hoping to have a chance to see Yi again; maybe it's hoping to find some kind of happiness that Yi is yearning for.
So every time someone came to adopt a child, Ling would stay in the corner, lowering her head, waiting for the unknown future.
Until one day, that person came in front of me.
"Want to leave?" The man asked.
Ling raised her head and saw a kind face. So he stretched out his hand, took the big warm hand, followed his unknown happiness, and left...
-End of short story-
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