It was a drizzling day, and a curtain of rain hung from the long corridor. Droplets splashed into puddles, where frantic dragonflies flew low in desperate escape.
A little boy stood under the eaves to take shelter from the rain. His gaze followed the dragonflies back and forth, appearing indifferent, yet he listened clearly to the conversation behind him.
"Aren't you an orphanage? His mother ran off with someone, and his dad is in prison. Isn't this an orphan? He belongs right here!"
Chapter 134