Introduction: This story should not have been told by me. I was only a small supporting role in it. However, the current result was not unexpected at the time. It is really sad. Therefore, I think it should be spoken out.
Many years ago, when I was a child, I saw the little brother next door who always wore a white shirt and a red scarf squatting in front of my house, staring intently at the parrots in the cages on the vines and the goldfish in the big tank. The big yellow dog in front of the door barked at him viciously, but he did not dare to come forward.
Him and him, him and her, their stories start from the humble Liujiang Town...
Mission: Love without borders