Yang Gang paused for a moment before speaking quietly, "Six or seven years ago on Christmas, Xiaorou took a liking to a hair clip in a shop's glass cabinet. I wanted to buy it as a Christmas present for her. But the clip cost three yuan, and I only had two yuan and fifty cents in my pocket. I explained my situation to the shopkeeper, who graciously gave me the clip without charging me. I thanked her. She told me, 'No need for thanks. However, you must treat that girl well. I can see she seems to have gone through a major emotional turmoil. Don't make her sad anymore.' I promised her."
Yang Gang paused again, added quietly, "I am grateful to the shopkeeper. She was the first stranger to extend help to me apart from my foster parents. But I broke the promise I made to her. I failed to bring happiness to Xiaorou, and even lost her twice."
In the end, Yang Gang's tone was somewhat desolate.
