Mother Qiao's face was filled with sorrow. "I should have realized that something was wrong with her recently. She has been mischievous and unruly since she was young. It's all my fault for being careless and not discovering it earlier…"
...
Qiao Qiao, who was still unconscious, couldn't hear anything from the outside world. She fell into a long, deep dream.
Shao Jingmo was in this dream. However, it was the fourteen-year-old Shao Jingmo.
When Shao Jingmo first arrived at the Qiao residence that year, he was unfamiliar with the new environment and was not used to it. He had the thought of leaving. But he knew that he no longer had parents. None of the relatives wanted to adopt him. He could only be kicked around by them like a rubber ball.
