When Si Mo saw him for the first time, he was attracted by his abyss-like eyes. Those eyes were so deep and translucent, with the purity and cleanliness of a newborn cub, but their eyes were full of uneasiness about strange things in the world.
Such careful eyes made Si Mo, who was also a child, feel sympathy. He slowly reached out his hand, with a sense of comfort and probing, and carefully touched the top of the boy's hair, giving him a faint warmth.
The instinct of longing to live prompted the child in his arms to stretch out his small white hands and grab the corner of Si Mo's clothes, clinging on tightly like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw, as if he would never let go.
And this grip was never let go, and the story of the two young men began from here...
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Intention: With faith in mind, overcome obstacles.