In the frozen lake in the cold winter, the biting water floods the mouth and nose. The drunken man yelled "loser," and the vague curse words became the lullaby of my childhood.
When I was twelve years old, a broken wine bottle plunged me into darkness. When I opened my eyes again, I saw the foul smell of the pig pen and the animals chewing on the corners of my clothes.
I dragged my frozen body and ran away until I collapsed in front of the snack stall in the dim morning light from exhaustion.
The couple gave me their name - Jiang Che, and opened the classroom door for me with the eggs they had saved for half a year.
"Mom and Dad..." I held the perfect score paper, my voice choked with sobs.
Later, Lin Xu, the proud son of the top class, always stuffed warm milk into my palm: "You are too thin."
Until his mother pushed open the door - the figure-like face in the mirror made the air freeze instantly.
The DNA report tore up the tranquility: He was actually the biological son of the trafficker, and I was the heirloom of a wealthy family.
The day Lin Xu disappeared, I stroked the old pocket watch he gave me and shook my head at my biological parents: "I don't recognize this misplaced life."
We met again in the Oxford laboratory many years later. He held my hand and his eyes were scarlet:
"The lost sun, I will spend the rest of my life warming it up for you."
Intention: Study hard and make progress every day
