It is a usual morning with gentle sunshine, and people are drinking coffee and hustling around for works, and Alex is going to school in his grandpa’s old greenish sedan. He seems a little bit sleepy lying on the back seat as if he only slept two hours last night, but the trembling of this magnificent car kept him awaken under his sleeping mask. As he comes into the class, his friendly classmates raise their heads to look at him together spontaneously, “Hi, Alex”, “Good Morning, Alex," “What’s up, Alex”, “How is everything going? Alex”. He usually responds to them one by one, but this time he just passes to his seat without even looking at his classmates; his looks unusually saggy and expressionless, just sitting on his seat silently, the whole class’s atmosphere becomes unenergetic because of this inattentive little boy. The first literature class starts as the teacher walks in. “Today we are going to read a short story about family.” The teacher states excitedly. “Once upon a time, there was a lovely family living in a small town called Stranger Town, and the parents loved their lovely child very much” The teacher enchanted paragraphs animatedly just like she is the mother in the story. Alex stares at his desk edge as the teacher reads, it is such a weird feeling growing in his mind; does he even have parents? Even if so, he hasn't seen them since his birth. He must saw his mom when he arrived to this world, but most people cannot remember the moment they were born. It is so strange that his grandparents never told him about his parents, or maybe he is just an abandoned orphan who got picked up by this kind and virtuous old couple. The teacher asks students to talk about their family after reading the story, and the students all strive to be the first to share about their lovely family. “My father is an expert engineer in architecture, and my mother is a manager, I am very very proud of them!” “We