The sky long ago dropped a drop of sunshine on earth, a drop that blossomed to illuminate the life of the most chaotic being in all of China. That drop grew into a small sun, a sun that became a new dawn for those she loved so much. No matter how dark the path of that little sun, its light would one way or another extinguish that darkness, to embrace and mend the hearts of the wounded.

When the sun goes down the sky weeps. When a baby laughs the sky sings.

Come to read Monkie kid fan ;3