"Are you leaving him here?" Little Han Xuan asked after a moment of hesitation.
"Yes."
"Why? Did he do something wrong?" Little Han Xuan asked as he clenched his fists tightly. He did not think that such a little boy could do a bad thing.
"No. Jie is a good boy," the man said with a soft, loving voice. "But it's better for him. Sometimes, loving someone means leaving them."
The man wanted the little boy to have a normal life. To do so, he had organized for the boy to be adopted by a childless wealthy couple that could give the boy the help he needed.
The little boy shook his head and buried his head into the man's chest. "Daddy..."
"What's your name, kid?" the man asked Little Han Xuan. He dropped the stern tone and tried to talk more normally.
Little Han Xuan thought for a while before replying, "What's your name? You should tell me yours first."
