Since childhood, his parents have left, leaving Xu An only a house and a bank card.
He thought that he was cold enough like this, so cold that no one would come into his heart until he appeared.
"Hello, my name is Qi Ming." The newly moved boy next door held a small bag of strawberries in his hand, raised a sunny smile, and said with bright eyes: "Please take care of me!"
The world is cold, but you are the warm sun
Believe that there will always be warm sunshine in the world
Intention: Warmth