"What's your name?"

The man in front of me said with a smile.

"I, my name, often, always admire ······"

It was the first time I saw him, my dad.

My mother sent me here, and although she said it was, I still don't know who my mother is or what her name is.

I was just sent here before I could remember, in a simple welfare home.

The mothers said I was sent here wrapped in a nice quilt with a piece of paper with a name written on it.

Obviously that's my name. And I have always been called by "admiration" here, and I have always been treated very gently by my grandmothers.

"Your mother should pick you up, why should you wrap it in such a good quilt?"

I hear this kind of thing all the time.

But it doesn't matter, it's okay anyway, maybe I'll grow up here like this, and finally find a job and dedicate myself back to it.

It's all thought about.

It doesn't matter what, after all, I grew up here.

That's it, with this indifferent thought, smiling and responding to other people's words.

"Hmm!"

And you have to look forward to it, why, you don't expect it at all, do you?

But the corners of my mouth are rising, why, I don't care anymore, right?

"Oh, is he coming?"

I don't know what suddenly spread in the courtyard, saying that someone will come in a few days.

I don't know, do I?

"So, who is it?"

I tilted my head and pulled the corner of the clothes of one of my best friends, and she smiled at me.

"That's a very kind man."

Kind?

"Is it for us?"

"No, it's money, it's always been our biggest funder."

At that time, I didn't know that he was going to be my "father" for the rest of my life, and at that time I was just wondering what kind of person he was. I guess it's the same as the people on TV, wearing black clothes and combing their hair sparkling.

It's a man.

That's the only information I've ever had, but I still have some hope to be a pretty big sister with a beautiful dress and shiny hair.

But that's a princess, right?

"I want to be a princess."

I only wrote this sentence about "what do you want to do in the future", but in fact, everyone wrote half a pound and eight taels, and two or three sentences were over.

I'm still very confident in writing, and I can usually fill the page.

But now I can't write more.

"I want to be a princess."

I want to be a princess.

The class was silent, as my composition was routinely read aloud in the class.

Everyone's expressions were complicated.

But, I just want to be a princess, I just want to.

It doesn't matter if you don't get it.

I sat down in silence and tore the dream to shreds.

"The man is going to adopt a child, and he asked us for a form."

I don't know why everyone is better informed than I am.

Want to get out?

I didn't want to, I just wanted to stay here.

But I don't know why, I don't know when it started, "I want to get out." The thought began to grow.

It's not the same as going out to practice, it's not sneaking out with dirty coins that you get in various ways, and everyone buys some candy together.

Rather, they want to get out of here.

Why, everyone is very gentle and so good to me, but they still want to leave.

I'm such a bad boy, I don't want to be in this mood anymore.

"Everyone, go and receive them well."

Well, yes.

You have to perform well to get selected, don't you?

Want, be chosen, and then go out, even if you can't be a princess. I couldn't control myself when it was so dirty, so I washed it clean that day and fiddled with my messy hair in front of the mirror several times.

I want to have hair like a princess, but the crown is just a branch.

"I don't want it!"

The boy next to him foolishly declined the opportunity.

Ignorance.

As long as you can be chosen, you can get out of here.

"Congratulations."

Shortly after, I was called to the reception room to "meet" the man. My grandmother said this to me happily, and I knew very well that this was indeed a very precious thing.

Is this something to congratulate? So what should my mother do when she looks for me?

I was going to say that, but I just thought about it in my heart. "Grasp it." , I'm just thinking that I can't be returned, and I can't just miss the opportunity to leave.

I don't think it's lucky, and I don't think it's something to be happy about.

I just thought I should have been chosen, and at that time I just thought it should be me.

If it weren't for me, I would be very troubled, it turned out that I didn't have such a strong desire to escape was magnified countless times by this man, and then I just seized the opportunity and naturally realized the life I wanted.

Fed up.

Yes, before I knew it, I had lost the confidence to continue this life, perhaps because the quilt that once wrapped me had to be recycled as time passed.

It's not a quilt anymore, it's not anymore.

And I don't expect anyone to appear at the door anymore, maybe I'll call the name of "Xinmu" to find someone, I don't have anything to do with it anymore and I don't want to get this kind of ending anymore.

The fog was so thick that I had to follow the man closely.

"Be careful."

Where did you know the name?,But just ask and you'll know.,Isn't it.,The next thing is probably to change the name.,Although I don't really care about these shortcomings, I'm still a little unwilling.。

If you don't change it, do you have to add a surname?,The original surname was given by Grandma.,Now that the formalities have been completed, maybe it will be changed.。

“······”

I couldn't speak, but I got into the car at the man's beckoning.

The fog is so thick.

When you look out from inside the car, it's a white expanse.

But it soon became clear to me that it wasn't the fog that was thick, but that my eyes were a little sudden. There is an inexplicable feeling, an inexplicable mood, and something inexplicable comes out of the corner of the eye.

I wanted to knead it, but I never did it.

Probably knowing that if I really rubbed it, I wouldn't be able to stop.,As soon as you touch it, you'll stay.,Only try to hold back.,Only.。