Chun Shan and Jing Shu

The centurion brought back my father’s remains. He saw that my elder brother wanted to sell me, and feeling sorry for me, he asked if I was willing to go with him. I carefully held the baby in the swaddling clothes, looking at him cautiously. He smiled, a scar at the corner of his mouth twitching, and said, “I guess I can still afford to take care of you two.”