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The little boy still had shaggy hair. If the war had not torn his world apart and separated him from his parents, he would be a happy child now. Nina gently patted his head and spoke softly, "Can you tell me your name? You didn't want to stay at the embassy because of your parents?" "I've never seen my parents." The boy lowered his head, his voice raspy and filled with sadness.

Nina, who had spent five years in Salterra, observing the transition from minor conflicts to major upheavals, understood. If the boy had never seen his parents, it meant they had never been around from the beginning. What a pitiful child! "So, do you not have a name?" Nina pursed her lips, poured him a cup of water, and continued to crouch in front of him, trying to communicate.

The boy neither took the water nor spoke further. He looked like a child who felt deeply wronged and did not know what to do.

Nina's heart tightened. Another child with deep psychological scars. But living in a war zone, how could any child's mind be completely healthy?

She had a thought. If she focused on children and the elderly in her reports and rallied peace-loving people from around the world, could she help bring about a ceasefire?

Holding the boy's hand, she asked, "If you don't have a name, can I give you one?"

first, she had thought the little boy, dressed in a white shirt and looking so neat, must be the child of a

likely lost his parents when he was very young. He was probably too

"My name is Orion."

must have hoped you would shine as brightly as the stars. You can stay with me for

mentioned a temporary ceasefire, but situations could change quickly. If she had

pitifully pleading, "I have... nowhere

spoke very slowly, and

only manage to say a few words at a time. If he tried to say more, his speech would become fragmented

began to under