Father Song frowned, "You were still small at that time, just a month old. Because their jobs were extremely dangerous, they sent you over here. It could involve risks to your life, but I'm not clear on the specific details of the case."
"When you were six years old, you went missing." Father Song pressed his lips together, "You weren't found until you were sixteen. We don't know what happened in between."
"There was no other way, so we had the doctor transfer your memories. Everyone thought you had returned from abroad."
"Also, because your identity is truly unique, we were afraid you'd be targeted by certain people, so we didn't let you take on work that exposed you to the public eye."
Father Song's tone was somber, "Your mom and I haven't asked for much in this lifetime, only hoped you could live safely for the rest of your life. But we didn't expect you to find out about this so soon."
