My name is Su Nai. I have been loved and cared for by no one since I was a child, just because of my birth.
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The sun at noon is the most piercing, making the eyes sore. The flowers, plants and trees on the land are withered under the scorching sun.
Turning back, half of his face was hidden in the shadow of the corner, "What about me?" He said hoarsely. Su Nai finally let them roll out from between his lips and teeth.