“Xiao An is over there.” The director of the orphanage pointed at a child crouching in the corner of the room.

“Can we enter?” Sheng Jiaoyang looked at the tiny figure, slightly anxious.

“Of course.”

Sheng Jiaoyang immediately entered the room, causing many of the children to look up and stare at her curiously. She tried to make her face seem as gentle as possible as she walked to the corner.

“Xiao An!” she crouched down and called gently.

The child with his face buried in his arms slowly raised his head and looked at her, the guardedness in his eyes slowly disappearing.

“Do you still remember me?” Sheng Jiaoyang reached out to gently stroke his head. He shrunk down but didn’t evade her touch.

Xiao An didn’t nod or shake his head. He just sat there and stared at her.

A smile appeared on Sheng Jiaoyang’s face as she spoke gently, “Xiao An definitely remembers me, right? In the little while that I haven’t seen you, Xiao An has become even more handsome! Xiao An, want to go out and play with me?”

Xiao An looked at her outstretched...