Ever since I can remember, I have never known my name, let alone where my parents are, but I lived very happily in the kindergarten.
There are the amiable dean, the serious or gentle nursery uncle, and the mischievous, timid, withdrawn and cold friends.
I always thought that I would bear the nickname Chongchong until I was six years old, and after a few years of studying in elementary school, I would give myself a good name that I could use. But all this is just what I thought.
Concept: Survival is easy, but life is hard.