C2087 Have You Thought about It Come Back with Me

The cold wind in the middle of the night blew against his clothes. He was alone, as if he was the only one left in the world. His parents died when he was born, and his uncle, who had raised him since he was young, was gone. He was overseas, and he had no family, only himself.

"He hasn't slept yet?" He squatted beside the boy and reached out to rub his hair. As expected, the boy avoided him