"Mom, if I cry now, can the policeman still take me away?" He Yu sat on the bed blankly, looking at Ms. Ke with a smile and a cry, with a little helplessness in his expression.
There was silence for a long time, when night fell and the sun slowly set.
He Yu thought no one would answer him anymore
"It's mom's fault. It would have been better if mom had given birth to you as a girl."
Concept: The helplessness of love, the pressure of the world, the fragility of life, from cold to warmth