In a dimly lit and quiet space, a thin and thin little boy curled up on the ground, his clothes wet by the cold rain, and the cold air continued to penetrate his flesh, causing him to shiver incessantly, and a sense of fear and loneliness filled his heart.

"Haizhi...... Haizhi ...... "A gentle voice as water came, echoing throughout the space, the boy raised his head to look in the direction where the voice came from, only to see a woman in a white dress slowly walking towards him, her white body exuded wisps of light, dispelling the surrounding darkness, like an immortal descending from heaven to the mortal world, the dazzling light even covered her face, it was difficult to see her face clearly.

The boy propped up his body with both hands and shouted to the woman in white in a young and weak voice: "Mom, I'm so cold, so lonely, so scared, you take me...... Get out of here...... Okay?" and tears welled up in the boy's eyes.

The woman in white walked up to the boy, squatted down, stretched out her slender fingers like green onions to caress his cheeks, gently wiped away the tears with her thumb, and smiled at him: "Every child will one day leave home, leave their mother, to find their own world, to find their own partners, and beloved, and you can do the same." ”

"But even if I could find all of them, they would suddenly disappear like my mother, leaving me alone. As he spoke, the boy grabbed the woman in white's wrist with his pink and petite palm, fearing that she would leave.

The woman in white comforted him and said: "Silly child, the more you are afraid of losing, the easier it is to lose, you should muster up the courage, keep honing yourself, make yourself stronger, and then protect and cherish the people who are important to you, so that they can stay away from grief and pain." Child, wipe away your tears and find everything that belongs to you, although my mother is not by your side, I will always guard your ......" As soon as the words fell, the woman in white changed into countless white feathers like swans, floating in the quiet air, and slowly disappeared.

"Mommy......" The boy lay on the bed, cried out in a low voice, and stretched out his hands in front of him as if trying to grasp something.

"Hey, Haizhi, haven't you woken up yet? The sun has risen so high, you can't lose to this old man?!" A loud and crisp voice broke the boy's sleep, he opened his eyes and saw a girl staring at him with her big star-like eyes, pouting, hands on her hips, trying to pretend to be very angry, looking a little older than the boy, long brown chestnut hair hanging down to the shoulders, a small braid tied with purple ribbons on her temples, very lovely, she was wearing a dark purple dress, a white apron in front, and the bow tied at the back was very delicate and symmetrical, looking like a delicate little master.

"Is this dream again?" Haizhi thought, touching the corners of his eyes, and there were still shallow tear stains.

"Don't be in a daze, get dressed, freshen up and go to breakfast!" After the girl finished speaking, she picked up the clothes placed on the chair and put them on Haizhi very skillfully, he sat on the bed without a trace of expression, his eyes were empty, motionless like a puppet at the mercy of the girl without saying a word, his hair was like a freshly built bird's nest, and he couldn't hang down no matter how he combed it.

"Xia Qing, breakfast is ready, is Haizhi awake?" came a mature man's voice from outside the room.

"He's woken up by me, I'm grooming him, but his hair is so hard to get!" Xia Qing replied loudly.

The girl called Xia Qing dressed Haezhi neatly, picked up a towel from the basin next to her, wrung it out, and wiped it back and forth on Haezhi's face. "It's the beginning of a new day, don't be a wood, it seems that you are listless every day! cheer up!" Xia Qing smiled at Haizhi. He still didn't say a word, thoughtfully, there seemed to be a layer of mist floating in his eyes, and he was very confused. Xia Qing took Haizhi to the front hall for dinner after grooming like a little mother, and there was a kind middle-aged man sitting at the table, he was Xia Qing's father Xia En, and he was also Haizhi's adoptive father.

"I made a lot of delicious food today, eat more, and I will grow strong in the future!" said Shane with a smile as he put the food in front of Haezhi.

"That's right, if you don't eat more, you'll always be so small, you'll always be shorter than me, haha!" Xia Qing added. Haizhi seemed unmoved, and after slowly nibbling a few bites, he stopped, and the food in the bowl was almost as if he had never eaten it, even if the rats ate it stolen, it was better than him.

"I'm full......" Haezhi left the table and walked to the room.

"Alas...... It's been almost a year, why is Haizhi still like this?" Xia Qing sighed as she looked at Haizhi's back.

Shane sighed and said in a low voice, "It's hard for this child, when he was only five years old, he was in the war, he was displaced, his parents died and became orphans, the wounds on the surface of his body are easy to repair, but the scars in his heart are much more difficult to heal, just like ice cubes, it needs to be given continuous light and heat to slowly dissolve." ”

"Hmm...... As a sister, I have to work harder!" Xia Qing frowned, supported her chin with her hand, and said very seriously. Sean looked at her energetic appearance, felt comforted in his heart, and smiled knowingly. "Oh, Dad, don't you believe me? Although I am only two years older than Haizhi, I will definitely take good care of him and take care of him!" Xia Qing said a little aggrieved.

"No, I didn't disbelieve you, at first I was worried that you would not be comfortable taking care of this special child Haizhi, but now after a year, you are still so motivated, Dad, I am very happy!" Shane explained with a smile.

Xia Qing heard the words of encouragement to herself, her heart jumped, her little cheeks showed a faint flush, she patted her chest and said, "Oh! I won't let my father down!"

In the afternoon, while Xia En and Xia Qing were busy with other things, Hai Zhi walked out of the house alone, slowly passed through a small forest in the north, and came to a small cemetery, which was surrounded by trees and seemed particularly quiet, occasionally heard the sound of birds, and a few rays of light sunlight shone in slightly, as if it was a small world isolated from the world.

Haizhi walked to the middle of the cemetery, knelt down in front of a white tombstone, and said to the tombstone: "Mom, I dream of you again, but you always disappear quickly, I am afraid that I will never see you again......" After speaking, he sat there quietly, stroking the stone tablet without any words engraved with his hand, as gently as touching a person's face, as if he could recall everything about his mother, as if his mother was beside him...... There was a figure hiding behind a tree, this figure was no one else, it was Xia Qing, it seemed that she had known that Haizhi would come here early on, looking at Haizhi who was deep in thought in front of the tomb, plus hearing Haizhi calling out to his mother in his sleep before, Xia Qing seemed to understand, and thought about a way to help Haizhi get out of the shadows.