I live in a children's orphanage. In fact, I am neither an orphan nor abandoned by my parents. My mother stayed in a mental hospital for nearly ten years, and my father worked as a waiter in a vegetable market. Not only was he a bad gambler, he was also an alcoholic. So he couldn't afford to support me, so he had to teach me how to trick the fat dean into letting me stay. Once I stayed, it lasted nine years.
The young master who taught me how to use a gun, the strange visitors from all walks of life, the sudden appearance of an extra child in the orphanage, who are my parents?