On this day, it seemed that the sky had entered darkness early, with a large dark cloud hanging in the sky, a dark wind blowing coldly, and a sense of restless boredom filling the air. The table under the same dim yellow light was shaking today. The rice bowls on the table made a slight sharp sound as they collided with each other. It was extremely harsh in the quiet environment at this moment. The three people on the table picked up their chopsticks and picked at the bowls, quietly lifeless.
The angry grandma unleashed her uncontrollable anger on Jane, who was shivering in the corner...
The wind blew coldly in my ears, and the endless darkness in the sky was like a demon devouring a child.
Jane didn't know how long she had been running, nor how long she would have to run, nor where she could run. The instinctive trembling of her body intensified the flow of tears, and tears filled her eyes. In the dark night, cold wind, and blurry eyes, she stumbled and swayed, like a grass blown by the strong wind with nowhere to settle.
Can she find a home?
Purpose: The love longed for in the hearts of left-behind children
