524: Please winter Shannon Evans side story (Part 1)

Her name was Shannon Evans, but that wasn't her name in the beginning.

Both her parents were workers, and her father had to undergo dialysis twice a week, the family was poor, and her mother favored boys over girls. When she was twelve, a generous philanthropist sponsored their family. That summer, her parents sent her to live with the philanthropist as a foster daughter. Her mother said she was lucky to be able to live in a big house.

One rainy night, the philanthropist came to her room to have a heart-to-heart talk, saying he sympathized with her and wanted to cherish her.

She grabbed a pencil and stabbed the philanthropist in the corner of his eye, then opened the second-floor window and jumped without hesitation. It was raining outside, and when she fell, the splashing rainwater dirtied a pair of shoes, a boy's shoes, white shoes.

She looked up.

The owner of the shoes squatted down, tilting his umbrella towards her, "Need help?"