-(Day and night passed, and Mochen hadn't eaten or drink anything. His body felt weak, his head spinning. He stumbled and fell to the ground. His vision blurred, and dizziness overtook him. But through the haze, he heard the sound of footsteps approaching.)
[Mochen] (weakly, whispering to himself)
"Who... Who's there?"
(His heart pounded as he tried to focus, but the world spun around him. He blinked a few times, managing to open his eyes just slightly.)
(Through his blurred vision, he saw the silhouette of an old man and a young girl standing before him.)
[Mochen] (faintly, trembling)
"No... no... not more... don't hurt me..."
(The old man knelt beside him, his wrinkled face gentle yet stern. He spoke in a calm, soothing voice.)
[Grandpa Li Wei] (gently)
"Easy, boy. You're safe now. We won't harm you."
(Mochen's heart raced, his fear making it hard to process what was happening. His body was too weak to resist as the girl stepped forward with a curious expression.)
[Yue Ying] (brightly, trying to ease the tension)
"Hey, don't worry! We're not enemies. Grandpa and I, we're here to help."Mochen fainted
"A New Home, A New Journey"
[Scene: A Small Wooden House – Night]
(Dim lantern light flickers. The room is quiet except for the distant sound of rustling leaves. A bowl of warm broth sits on a wooden table. Mochen stirs awake, his body aching from exhaustion.)
[Mochen] (eyes flutter open, groggy, confused)
(Whispers) Where… am I?
(His eyes land on the steaming bowl of soup. Hunger overpowers hesitation. He grabs the bowl, hands trembling, and begins eating in desperate mouthfuls.)
(Suddenly—knock, knock.)
(Mochen freezes, his grip tightening around the bowl. His heartbeat quickens.)
(Footsteps approach. The door creaks open.)
[Yue Ying] (cheerful, teasing tone)
Oh! So the sleeping bear finally woke up. Thought you were gonna hibernate till next year.
[Mochen] (stiffens, eyes wary, clutching the bowl)
Who… who are you?
[Yue Ying] (grinning, stepping closer)
I'm Yue Ying! And this is my house, so technically, I should be asking you who you are.
(Before Mochen can answer, another figure steps in—an elderly man, his presence calm yet commanding.)
[Grandpa Li] (gentle but firm)
You're finally awake. That's good.
(Mochen lowers his gaze, setting the empty bowl down. His hands curl into fists on his lap.)
[Mochen] (quietly, struggling with emotions)
Thank you… for saving me. I won't forget this kindness.
[Grandpa Li] (chuckles, shaking his head)
Kindness isn't something to owe, boy. It's something you pass forward.
(Mochen hesitates, shoulders tense. A deep sorrow flickers in his eyes.)
[Mochen] (voice breaking)
I… I can't find my father. My mother has been missing for years. And now… I have no home. No family.
(Silence. Yue Ying's smile fades slightly. She exchanges a look with Grandpa Li.)
[Grandpa Li] (after a pause, voice warm and steady)
Then stay with us.
[Mochen] (shaking head, voice strained)
I don't want to be a burden.
(A firm, calloused hand rests on his shoulder.)
[Grandpa Li] (reassuringly)
From today, you are my son.
(Mochen's breath catches. His fingers dig into his palms. He lifts his gaze, searching the old man's face for any sign of hesitation… but finds none.)
[Yue Ying] (grinning, nudging his arm)
And I'll be your sister! No refunds, no exchanges!
(For the first time in a long while… Mochen smiles. A real, genuine smile.)
(He is home.)