Xiao Ling listened to the private words of the two sisters and felt very quiet. There has never been that feeling of peace.

looking at the stars in the sky and enjoying the cool autumn wind at night, Xiao Ling never felt that her mood tonight was so warm and light lonely.

he seems to be only 16 years old, but he knows how old his actual age is. Maybe it's about the same. Five years ago, he was suddenly taken away. It's been a time of war. But he has no memory of what he was five years ago? Or what? Xiao Ling can't think of it. Occasionally, it's...