WangJiuYe
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His childhood has always been filled with solitude, being left alone by his father after his mother's unfortunate passing. The father, who was always around, now never stepped foot into his side of the wing, opting to stay away from him as much as possible.
And he stayed away as well. Shut himself in when he knew that it was hopeless to hope for the affection that had faded with the most important person.
New family members couldn't get to him; his heart was too cold for any other to get in.
That was what was known to all, at least that was what he had let known.
However, hidden deep within his heart, it was occupied by the soft touch of his godmother and the warmth of his sworn siblings, who would always be welcomed into his world.
Just like how his mother was welcomed by his godmother in times of need.