Nine-year-old Jiang Yi's hands were stiff, as if facing a powerful enemy, while he was holding the newborn daughter of the aunt next door.
The little baby seemed to like him very much. He laughed and drooled from his mouth.
Jiang Yi frowned and said, "It's so ugly."
Years later, he looked at the sleeping face next to him
A chuckle: "I was young and frivolous at the time, and I made a mistake."