Xu Qinghuan gently patted his head. "He’s still young; it’s perfectly normal that he doesn't remember his parents' names."
Though she didn't know why the child had latched onto her, he was so small, and she didn’t want to disappoint him or leave a shadow on his young life with such a fragile bit of trust and fate.
When she was a child, she had parents, yet she had deeply felt the world’s abandonment. That sense of loneliness and helplessness had left an indelible mark on her.
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