Unexpectedly, a small obsession I casually said when I was a child changed the fate of his life.
She drove a luxury car and killed my grandma, who was dependent on me. She cursed fiercely, and pretended to cry sadly, grandma, yes, I was adopted by their family, but as a free servant. She was very lazy, so I did a lot of things for her. . . . . . .
Philosophy: An orphan and childhood friend work for justice