Her name was Jiudao. She was born in an unknown place. She was always a child who was not very smart and died young.
Fragment 1: When she was about to fall into coma, she realized the danger and looked at the man on the other side of the table with some confusion.
He didn't seem to have any explanation for his actions. He calmly drank the hot milk she just handed him and smiled at her.
When Jiudao woke up, she was locked in a storage room. This is the place she often cleans. This is the place she knows best as a nanny.
But the difference is that now the clutter in the room is gone, replaced by pictures of herself all over the wall.
Fragment 2: When "I" first saw her, I didn't expect the scene today. My first words with her were just a brief explanation of what she didn't need to clean. Especially at that time, she was very "armed" and only had one pair of eyes outside. This made me even more reluctant to talk to her.
Concept: Behind every story is a life