"Are they completely abandoned?" Zhihao felt bad for them. It wasn't a pleasant feeling to know you have been completely abandoned by your parents who are supposed to love and protect you. He gazed at his mother and father, he was grateful that they were here with them.
Now he felt he was better off because his parents hadn't abandoned them. Even though their mother had been sad previously, she still didn't hate and abandon them.
"We don't know their stories; let's say some got lost, some were abandoned, some were sold to the traffickers and then rescued later on, and some just lost their parents under some understandable circumstances, and they no longer have any present guardian..." Tang Fei gently ruffled their head hair as they strolled through the pavement.
Zhihao's brows knitted together as he looked around again, trying to imagine what life would be like growing up in such a quiet, lonely place. He felt thankful and blessed.
