A young mother held her crying boy and girl 🥺, left them beside a sleeping man with tears, and vanished into the street. Waking up, he became the two kids’ father.
He knew nothing about sewing 🧵 but learned to mend clothes; having no savings, he set up a stall, braving wind and rain 🌧️ to earn a living, just to buy new textbooks and pens for the children. Every day after school, his figure was always there at the gate, tiptoeing to look for them, holding their small hands with his rough palms as they walked in the sunset glow 🌅. On holidays, two little busy figures joined him by the stall—the boy helped carry goods, the girl arranged items, their laughter drowning out the street noise 🎉.
Days flowed gently between the stall’s hustle and the kids’ study time 📚. The once tiny children grew into a tall young man and a gentle young lady, both got into college and graduated with medical degrees 🎓. Later, the siblings jointly opened a warm hospital 🏥, healing pains and passing on kindness.
On the opening day, they took their gray-haired adoptive father’s hands 🫂 and walked into their sunlit new home. “Dad, it’s our turn to take care of you from now on.”
This promise was the echo of 18 years of warm, ordinary love ❤️—a boundless affection that surpassed blood ties.
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