In the 2000th year of the reign of the gods, a baby was born. For gods with infinite lives, nothing could make their emotions fluctuate. But this time, these noble gods actually felt insecure about their positions, because the year of unity was coming to an end.
Ye is a poor child. When he was at his aunt's house, his aunt wanted to kill him all day long. Fortunately, his cute little cousin was very sensible, otherwise the grass on Ye's grave would have been taller than one of his.
Ye, who never had a good day, often thought, when I grow up, I must run!
As a result, before she grew up, she almost wiped her tears on the Naihe Bridge and wondered what Meng Po Soup tasted like.
Jawwazi still couldn't defeat the adults, so my aunt and her family ran away.
There was no place to go. From then on, Ye embarked on the life of a homeless man.
She asked for food, ate the fat meat that other children threw under the table, and suffered countless punches and kicks at a young age.
Eight years old! An eight-year-old child, who has only been in the world for eight years, is extremely precocious. It is a hell on earth, the human heart is sinister, and the adults' arrogant words are always shown to the children. In this way, how can she maintain a childlike innocence.
Purpose: To describe all the pure love in the world