Who are you?

Who... are you?

You have no way of knowing the answer to this, but what you do know is that your name is Yan Feng, a man who has completely lost consciousness due to overwhelming guilt and sorrow.

In front of you is endless darkness, your mind seems frozen solid, your world is falling apart, and your faith... has long since died countless days and nights ago.

But don't be afraid, because... she has arrived.

She appeared before you without warning, like that first encounter many years ago.

It was a dusky evening...

"Hmm? What's wrong, little guy, are you hurt?"

The young girl, dressed in a blue and white long dress, walked over and gently patted your head, a tender smile on her lips. She lightly pulled over your elbow, scraped from a fall, and examined it.

You had never seen such a beautiful girl before, nor had you ever been this close to a stranger of the opposite sex. Instinctive shyness left you frozen in place, staring blankly like a wooden figure that had lost consciousness.

"Luckily, it didn't hurt the bone," she smiled, dimples forming on either side of her curved lips. The hand on your forehead ruffled your hair playfully.

"Who would have thought, you're quite tough, not crying even when you're hurt, a little man indeed," she looked at you with encouragement in her eyes. "Do you want to come to my place? I can help you disinfect and treat it."

The instinctive fear of the unknown made you shake your head lightly, stepping back half a step.

Seeing this, a hint of surprise seemed to flash in her eyes, then she smiled helplessly, "Oh, look at me, I forgot the simple rule of not going with strangers. Can you tell me where you live? I'll take you to find your parents."

You hesitated, then said:

"My... my parents aren't home... they're working out of town..."

"Oh? Oh, I see... Then let me help you find your family. Do you have their phone numbers?"

"They... aren't home... I'm the only one at home..."

"You're the only one!?" She seemed a bit surprised and asked, "Little one, how old are you? Is there usually no one to take care of you?"

You nodded, an inexplicable embarrassment making you want to instinctively flee from this overly beautiful young girl, even though she showed no sign of mocking you.

She was just very surprised and continued to ask, "Then what do you usually eat?"

You didn't really want to answer this question, but after swallowing, you quietly said, "Snacks from the convenience store... spicy strips... cookies... jelly..."

"Do you usually eat those!?"

You nodded.

This made her even more puzzled. She squatted down, full of concern, and continued to ask:

"Does no one cook for you?"

You didn't know what to say, because meals were something you could only have for a few days when your mom came home each month. The rest of the time, you could only rely on the bills left on the table.

Seeing you unwilling to speak, she softened her voice, her eyes blinking like water, very beautiful:

"Little guy, why don't you buy something to eat from the bun shop on the street? Is it because you think snacks taste better?"

Hearing the words "bun shop," you seemed to remember something, lowered your head, and after a long silence, whispered:

"Because... because... Uncle Ji often bullies me..."

"Uncle Ji? Who is Uncle Ji?"

"The bun shop... the son of the owner, Uncle Boda... he calls me... a wild child with no one to care for..."

Upon hearing this, she was silent for a long time, pursing her lips, unable to speak.

Until a hand brushed your dirty clothes, she solemnly said, "Little guy, let me tell you, that bad kid was wrong."

"But... my parents can only come back once a month..." you whispered.

"It's okay," she looked at you, gently tapping your nose, a warm smile on her lips, "From today on, I'll take care of you!"

She didn't mind your dirty appearance, instead, she took your small, grimy hand and stood up, walking in a certain direction, still coaxing:

"Let's go, I'll take you home to have a bath and change into clean clothes."

You should have refused this so-called kind help, but for some reason, you nodded, following her forward.

Was it because you hadn't seen your mom for too long?

Or... had it been too long since you'd had a proper meal?

You had no way of knowing, but at that moment, you suddenly asked an irrelevant question:

"Sister, what... what should I call you?"

"Bai Xi," Bai Xi said, holding your little hand, a smile on her lips, "I just moved here. You can call me Sister Bai Xi, or just Sister. But little guy, what's your name?"

"My name is... Yan Feng."

"Then I'll call you Little Feng, okay? Little Feng?"

"Mm... Sister..."

......

Bai Xi took you to her home, and to your surprise, you turned out to be neighbors...

"Indeed, it seems we really are fated to be siblings," Bai Xi smiled knowingly, taking out her keys and unlocking the door, "You come home with me first to have a bath and change clothes. Then, when there's time, I'll help you clean your place. By the way, are you hungry now?"

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You were already starving, but still shook your head, forcing yourself to say, "No... not hungry... ouch!"

Bai Xi gently tapped your forehead.

"Lying is not something a good child does, Little Feng. If you dare to lie to Sister, Sister won't like you anymore!"

You quickly shook your head and waved your hands, a sense of unprecedented panic rising in your heart, even though you had only known the girl in front of you for less than half an hour.

"No, no, no... I... I'm very hungry, really hungry..." In your haste, you blurted out the truth, "I haven't... haven't eaten anything for almost a day..."

"That's better," Bai Xi ruffled your little head, bending down so her face was almost touching yours, and said word by word:

"Little Feng, remember, no matter when, you must never lie to Sister Bai Xi~"

You nodded vigorously, your eyes wide open, with a determined look as if you were about to join the army.

To be precise, join a puppet army...

This comical appearance naturally amused the young girl beside you. She smiled, her eyebrows curving, her long hair flowing, and with a laugh as melodious as silver bells, the faint floral scent from her hair and skin wafted into your nose.

You felt dizzy and giggled foolishly until...

The door opened slightly, and Bai Xi stepped aside, smiling as she said to you:

"Come on, let's go home with Sister."